251. When Jesus, with his mighty love

1 When Jesus, with his mighty love,
Visits my troubled breast,
My doubts subside, my fears remove,
And I’m completely blest;

2 [I love the Lord with mind and heart,
His people and his ways;
Envy, and pride, and lust depart,
And all his works I praise;]

3 Nothing but Jesus I esteem;
My soul is then sincere;
And everything that’s dear to him,
To me is also dear.

4 But ah! when these short visits end,
Though not quite left alone,
I miss the presence of my Friend,
Like one whose comfort’s gone.

5 [I to my own sad place return,
My wretched state to feel;
I tire, and faint, and mope, and mourn,
And am but barren still.]

6 More frequent let thy visits be,
Or let them longer last;
I can do nothing without thee;
Make haste, O God, make haste.

Text Information
First Line: When Jesus, with his mighty love
Author: Hart
Meter: C. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1844
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Topic: Fruits of the Spirit: Love
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