1 O this soul, how dark and blind;
O this foolish, earthly mind;
Ever froward selfish will,
Which refuses to be still!
2 O these ever roaming eyes,
Upward that refuse to rise;
These still wayward feet of mine,
Found in every path but Thine!
3 O these pulses felt within,
Beating for the world and sin;
Sending round the fevered blood,
In a fierce and carnal flood!
4 O this stubborn prayerless knee,
Hands so solemn clasped to Thee,
Longings of the soul that go,
Like the wild wind to and fro.
5 To and fro without an aim,
Turning idly whence they came,
Bringing in no joy, no bliss—
Adding to my weariness!
6 Giver of the heav’nly peace,
Bid, O bid, these tumults cease;
Minister Thy holy balm,
Fill me with Thy Spirit’s calm.
7 Thou the life, the truth, the way,
Leave me not in sin to stay;
Bearer of the sinner’s guilt,
Lead me, lead me, as Thou wilt.
Source: The Cyber Hymnal #11263
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|The Cyber Hymnal #11263||O This Soul, How Dark And Blind||O this soul, how dark and blind||FERRIER||Horatius Bonar||77.77||<cite>Hymns of Faith and Hope</cite> (London: James Nisbet & Company, 1857)|