Wherever we may go
by night or day
A loving voice within doth gently say:
My son
from every way of sin depart;
Be Satan’s slave no more
give Me thy heart!
Give Me thy heart
give me thy heart;
O weary
wandering child
give Me thy heart.
Slight not that voice so kind
but gladly hear
And choose the Lord today
while He is near;
He will His pardoning love to thee impart
Oh
hear Him calling still
Give Me thy heart!
We may have chosen long from Him to roam
Yet He will welcome us
if we but come;
may we not delay
but quickly start—
While Jesus sayeth still
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