Text: | Ever fainting with desire |
Author: | C. Wesley |
1 Ever fainting with desire,
For thee, O Christ, I call;
Thee I restlessly require;
I want my God, my all.
Jesus, dear redeeming Lord,
I wait thy coming from above;
Help me, Saviour, speak the word,
And perfect me in love.
2 Wilt thou suffer me to go
Lamenting all my days?
Shall I never, never know
Thy sanctifying grace?
Wilt thou not thy light afford?
The darkness from my soul remove?
Help me, Saviour, speak the word,
And perfect me in love.
3 Thou my life, my treasure be,
My portion here below:
Nothing would I seek but thee--
Thee only would I know;
My exceeding great reward--
My heaven on earth, my heaven above:
Help me, Saviour, speak the word,
And perfect me in love.
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First Line: | Ever fainting with desire |
Author: | C. Wesley |
Meter: | P. M. |
Publication Date: | 1873 |
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Topic: | The Christian System: Adoption And Sanctification; Speak the Word |