Author: Sigmund C. Gmelin, 1679-1707; John Wesley Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 66 hymnals Lyrics: 1. O Thou, who all things canst control,
Chase this dead slumber from my soul;
With joy and fear, with love and awe,
Give me to keep Thy perfect law.
2. O, may one beam of Thy blest light
Pierce through, dispel the shades of night:
Touch my cold breast with heavenly fire,
With holy, conquering zeal inspire.
3. For zeal I sigh, for zeal I pant;
Yet heavy is my soul and faint:
With steps unwavering, undismayed,
Give me in all Thy paths to tread.
4. With outstretched hands, and streaming eyes,
Oft I begin to grasp the prize;
I groan, I strive, I watch, I pray;
But ah! how soon it dies away!
5. The deadly slumber soon I feel
Afresh upon my spirit steal:
Rise, Lord; stir up Thy quickening power,
And wake me that I sleep no more.
6. Single of heart, O! may I be,
Nothing may I desire but Thee:
Far, far from me the world remove,
And all that holds me from Thy love. Used With Tune: REST (Bradbury) Text Sources: Translation in Hymns and Sacred Poems (London: William Strahan, 1739), pages 12-13
O Thou, Who All Things Canst Control