1 “I do not want one tho’t,” dear Lord,
“That is not fit for Heav’n,”
May every wish and hope I have,
By Thee, to me be giv’n;
I want no vision but the pure
On High would all admire;
What angel minds would blush to know,
That I would not desire.
2 No words I’d speak, would cause Thee pain,
Or e’en the least regret;
No deeds attempt Thou wouldst not do;
Lord, keep me at Thy feet.
A tender eye, a shrinking heart,
All owned and filled by Thee,
Would meet the highest wish I have;
O make me, keep me free.
3 No step I’d take, but only there
Where God’s dear Spirit leads;
No route to press my feet along,
But where are holy deeds.
Thy hand, Thy hand, dear Saviour, now,
Must evermore clasp mine;
So I move on in all Thy ways,
Forever, wholly, Thine.
4 But how can such a worm as I,
So purely walk, and free?
Or, how can such a heart as mine,
Turn wholly, Lord, to Thee?
Thou, Thou alone canst make the change
And fill the Throne within;
Control the springs of thought and deed,
And cleanse, and keep me clean.
Hartsough, Lewis, was born at Ithaca, New York, Aug. 31, 1823. Of his hymns the following are in common use:—-
1. I hear Thy welcome voice. The Divine Invitation.
2. In the rifted Rock I'm resting. Safety in Jesus.
3. Lead me to the Rock that's higher. Safety in Jesus.
4. O who'll stand up for Jesus? All for Jesus
Nos. 1-3 are in I. D. Sankey's Sacred Songs & Solos, 1878 (1 and 3 with music by Hartsough).
--John Julian, Dictionary of Hymnology, Appendix, Part II (1907)… Go to person page >