Help Me, My Lord, To Grow

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1 Help me, my Lord, to grow more like to Thee,
Thy wondrous love to know, Thy face to see.
Lord, fill my soul with light, dispel the gloom of night,
And make me through Thy might more like to Thee.

2 Though rough the road may be, jagged and steep,
Lord, though I may not run, upward I’ll creep.
When nightly shadows fall, when doubts and fears appall,
Then may I rise from all, more like to Thee.

3 Or if my footsteps sink in doubt’s dark wave,
May I like Peter cry, "Lord Jesus, save!"
So by my faith to prove Thine all redeeming love;
Oh, make me, heavenly Dove, more like to Thee.

4 And when from Pisgah's height Canaan I view;
When faith shall change to sight, old things to new;
Then in a nobler song, through all the ages long,
I’ll stand amid the throng, made like to Thee.

Source: The Cyber Hymnal #11171

Author: Arthur S. Phelps

Phelps, Arthur S., son of Dr. S. D. Phelps, was born in New Haven, Connecticut, Jan. 23, 1863, and educated at Brown University and Yale College. His hymn, "Help me, my Lord, to grow" (Likeness to Jesus desired) appeared in the Christian Secretary, April 8, 1885, and Hastings's Songs of Pilgrimage, 1886. --John Julian, Dictionary of Hymnology, Appendix, Part II (1907)  Go to person page >

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First Line: Help me, my Lord, to grow
Title: Help Me, My Lord, To Grow
Author: Arthur S. Phelps
Meter: 10.10.12.10
Language: English
Copyright: Public Domain

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