1 In the depths of my soul’s greatest longing
I am coming, dear Saviour, to thee,
Offering each thought and deed for refining;
Let thy touch now descend upon me.
Draw me close to thee in deeper consecration;
Wash me, Lord, and cleanse my soul from fear and dross;
Sanctify me with the fire of thy indwelling
As I tarry in the shadow of the cross.
2 Grant me patience to wait love’s bestowal
As I seek for that blessing divine;
Quicken each inner wish with thy power
Till my will becomes blended with thine.
3 With the saints, I am now comprehending
Higher heights, deeper depths of thy love,
Serving thee with a heart of compassion,
Day by day my devotion to prove.
Source: The Song Book of the Salvation Army #493