|Text:||Spirit of God, Descend upon My Heart|
|Composer:||Frederick C. Atkinson|
1 Spirit of God, descend upon my heart;
wean it from earth, through all its pulses move;
Stoop to my weakness, mighty as you are,
and make me love thee as I ought to love.
2 I ask no dream, no prophet ecstasies,
no sudden rending of the veil of clay,
No angel visitant, no opening skies;
but take the dimness of my soul away.
3 Have you not bid us love you every way?
All, all your own; soul, heart, and strength, and mind;
I see your cross - there teach my heart to stay:
O let me seek you, and O let me find.
4 Teach me to feel that you are always nigh;
teach me the struggles of the soul to bear,
To check the rising doubt, the rebel sigh;
teach me the patience of unanswered prayer.
5 Teach me to love you as your angels love,
one holy passion filling all my frame;
The baptism of the heaven-descended dove,
my heart an altar, and your love the flame.
|First Line:||Spirit of God, descend upon my heart|
|Title:||Spirit of God, Descend upon My Heart|
|Author:||George Croly (1854, alt.)|
|Topic:||Consecration; Pentecost: Hymns of the Spirit; Prayer(1 more...)|
|Composer:||Frederick C. Atkinson (1870)|