Flow through me
Lord
a weak and earthly vessel
Cleansed by Thy blood
and quickened at Thy call.
Flow through me
Lord
all utterly abandoned
To Thy dear service
great
or high
or small.
Flow through me
Lord
with overflowing fulness
Make me to know Thine own deep love for souls.
Work in me
Lord
the faith that moveth mountains
As power
Almighty power
my being holds.
Flow through me
Lord
till sin in all its blackness
To captives bound by Satan is revealed.
Flow through me
Lord
till hearts are stricken
broken
And in Thy cleansing fountain saved and healed.
Flow through me
Lord
till lagging souls are quickened
Till lives of failure sing the victory song
Till praise from lips long dumb and silent
open
And join with rapture earth’s glad
cleansed throng.
Flow through me
Lord
till waters from Thy fountain
Shall slake the thirst of souls in deserts drear.
Flow through me
Lord
till arid places blossom
With roses fresh and sweet
and wondrous fair.
Flow through me
Lord
set all my heart-strings thrilling
With Thine own love
so matchless
perfect
free.
Flow through me
Lord
till naught in earth or heaven
Can satisfy my being
Lord
but Thee.