Text: | O Lord, my heart is turning |
Author: | Hans Chrestensen Sthen |
Translator: | J. C. Aaberg |
O Lord, my heart is turning
To Thee with ceaseless yearning
And praying for Thy grace.
Thou art my sole reliance
Against my foes’ defiance;
Be Thou my stay in every place.
I offer a confession
Of my severe transgression;
In me is nothing good.
But, Lord, Thou wilt not leave me
And, like the world, deceive me;
Thou hast redeemed me with Thy blood.
Blest Lord of Life most holy,
Thou wilt the sinner lowly
Not leave in sin and death;
Thine anger wilt not sever
The child from Thee forever
That pleads with Thee for life and breath.
O Holy Spirit, guide me!
With wisdom true provide me;
Help me my cross to bear.
Uphold me in my calling
And, when the night is falling,
Grant me Thy heavenly home to share.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | O Lord, my heart is turning |
Author: | Hans Chrestensen Sthen |
Translator: | J. C. Aaberg (1945) |
Meter: | 7,7,6,7,7,8 |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1945 |