377 | The Sacrifice of Praise. psalms, hymns, and spiritual songs designed for public worship and private devotion, with notes on the origin of hymns.#378 | 379 |
Text: | Take my poor heart, closed let it be |
Translator: | J. Wesley |
1 Take my poor heart, closed let it be,
O Lamb of God, to all but Thee;
Seal Thou my breast, and let me wear
That pledge of love forever there.
2 How blest are they who still abide
Close sheltered in Thy bleeding side;
Who life and strength from thence derive,
And by Thee move, and in Thee live.
3 What are our works but sin and death,
Till Thou Thy quickening Spirit breathe?
Thou givest the power Thy grace to move,
O wondrous grace! O boundless love!
4 How can it be, Thou heavenly King,
That Thou shouldst us to glory bring?
Make slaves the partners of Thy throne,
Decked with a never-fading crown!
5 Ah, Lord! enlarge our scanty thought,
To know the wonders Thou hast wrought!
Unloose our stammering tongues to tell,
Thy love immense, unsearchable!
6 First-born of many brethren Thou,
To Thee, lo, all our souls we bow;
To Thee our hearts and hands we give;
Thine may we die, Thine may we live.
Amen.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Take my poor heart, closed let it be |
Translator: | J. Wesley (1738, alt.) |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1870 |