512. In Spiritual Deadness

O Thou, who all things dost control,
Chase this dead slumber from my soul!
With reverent joy, with loving awe,
Give me to keep Thy perfect law.

O, let a ray from Thy pure light
Pierce through the gathering shades of night!
Touch my cold breast with heavenly fire,
And holy conquering faith inspire.

This deadly slumber when I feel
Afresh upon my spirit steal,
Then, Lord, descend with quickening power,
And wake me, that I sleep no more!

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First Line: O Thou, who all things dost control
Title: In Spiritual Deadness
Author: Anonymous
Meter: L. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1866
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