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Text: | Father of lights, from whom proceed |
Author: | C. Wesley |
1 Father of lights, from whom proceeds
Whate'er thy every creature needs;
Whose goodness, providently nigh,
Feeds the young ravens when they cry;
To thee I look; my heart prepare;
Suggest and hearken to my prayer.
2 Since by thy light myself I see
Naked, and poor, and void of thee,
Thine eyes must all my thoughts survey,
Preventing what my lips would say:
Thou seest my wants; for help they call
And, ere I speak, thou know'st them all.
3 Fain would I know, as known by thee,
And feel the indigence I see;
Fain would I all my vileness own,
And deep beneath the burden groan;
Abhor the pride that lurks within,
Detest and loathe myself and sin.
4 Ah, give me, Lord myself to feel;
My total misery reveal:
Ah, give me Lord, I still would say,
A heart to mourn, a heart to pray:
My business this, my only care--
My life, my every breath, be prayer.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Father of lights, from whom proceed |
Author: | C. Wesley |
Meter: | 6 lines L. M. |
Publication Date: | 1873 |
Scripture: | ; ; |
Topic: | The Christian System: Condemnation; Desiring Conviction |