1 Come let me love; or is my mind
Hardened to stone, or froze to ice!
I see the blessed fair one bend,
And stoop to embrace me from the skies.
2 O! 'tis a thought would melt a rock,
And make an heart of iron move,
That those sweet lips, that heavenly look,
Should seek and wish a mortal's love.
3 I was a traitor doomed to fire,
Bound to sustain eternal pains;
He flew on wings of strong desire,
Assumed my guilt, and took my chains.
4 Infinite grace! Almighty charms!
Stand in amaze O earth and skies!
Jesus the God with naked arms,
Hangs on a cross of love and dies.
5 Did pity ever stoop so low,
Dressed in divinity and blood?
Was ever rebel courted so
With groans of an expiring God?
6 Again he lives, and spreads his hands,
Hands that were nailed to torturing smart;
By these dear wounds, says he; and stands
And prays to clasp me to his heart.
7 Sure I must Love; or are my Ears
Still deaf, nor will my Passions move;
Then let me melt this Heart to Tears;
This heart shall yield to Death of Love.
The Christian's duty, exhibited in a series of hymns, 1791
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|The Cyber Hymnal #10526||Desiring To Love Christ||Come, let me love: or is my mind||ABENDS||Isaac Watts||LM||<cite>Horae Lyricae</cite> Book I, 1706|