316. Not What I Am, O Lord

1 Not what I am, O Lord, but what Thou art,
that, that alone can be my soul’s true rest;
Thy love, not mine, bids fear and doubt depart,
and stills the tempest of my throbbing breast.

2 Thy Name is Love, I hear it from yon cross;
Thy Name is Love, I hear it from yon tomb;
all meaner love is perishable dross,
but this shall light me through time’s thickest gloom.

3 Girt with the love of God on ev'ry side,
breathing that love as heav’ns own healing air,
I work or wait, still following my Guide,
braving each foe, escaping ev'ry snare.

4 ’Tis what I know of Thee, my Lord and God,
that fills my soul with peace, my lips with song;
Thou art my Health, my Joy, my Staff and Rod;
leaning on Thee, in weakness I am strong.

5 More of Thyself, O show me hour by hour;
more of Thy glory, O my God and Lord;
more of Thyself, in all Thy grace and pow'r;
more of Thy love and truth, incarnate Word!

Text Information
First Line: Not what I am, O Lord, but what Thou art
Title: Not What I Am, O Lord
Author: Horatius Bonar (1861)
Meter: 10.10.10.10
Language: English
Publication Date: 2017
Topic: Comfort, Death, and Glory
Tune Information
Name: LANGRAN
Composer: James Langran (1861)
Meter: 10.10.10.10
Key: F Major



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