1 O that I could my Lord receive,
Who did the world redeem!
Who gave his life, that I might live
A life conceal'd in him.
2 O that I could the blessing prove,
My heart's extreme desire:
Live happy in my Saviour's love,
And in his arms expire!
3 Mercy I ask to seal my peace,
That, kept by mercy's pow'r,
I may from ev'ry evil cease,
And never grieve thee more!
4 Now, if thy gracious will it be,
Ev'n now my sins remove,
And set my soul at liberty
By thy victorious love.
5 In answer to ten thousand pray'rs,
Thou pard'ning God descend,
Number me with salvation's heirs,
My sins and troubles end.
6 Nothing I ask, or want beside
Of all in earth of heav'n;
But let me feel thy blood apply'd,
And live, and die forgiv'n.
Source: A Pocket Hymn Book: designed as a constant companion for the pious, collected from various authors (9th ed.) #XXXV
|First Line:||O that I could my Lord receive|
|Title:||The Earnest Suit|