1 My heart is full of Christ, and longs
Its glorious matter to declare!
Of Him I make my loftier song,
I cannot from His praise forbear;
My ready tongue makes haste to sing
The glories of my heavenly King.
2 Fairer than all the earth-born race,
Perfect in comeliness Thou are;
Replenished are Thy lips with grace,
And full of love Thy tender heart:
God ever bless'd! we bow the knee,
And hold all fullness dwells in Thee.
3 Gird on Thy thigh the Spirit’s sword,
And take to Thee Thy power divine;
Stir up Thy strength, almighty Lord,
All power and majesty are Thine:
Assert Thy worship and renown;
O all-redeeming God, come down!
4 Come, and maintain Thy righteous cause,
And let Thy glorious toil succeed;
Spread forth the victory of Thy cross,
Ride on, and prosper in Thy deed;
Through earth triumphantly ride on,
And reign in every heart alone.
Source: Psalms of Grace #45b
First Line: | My heart is full of Christ, and longs |
Title: | My Heart is Full of Christ |
Author: | Charles Wesley |
Meter: | 8.8.8.8.8.8 |
Language: | English |
Copyright: | Public Domain |