Grant me, O Lord

Grant me

O Lord

a heart that’s soft;

Remove my heart of stone;

Oh

may I ever yield to You

Take Your will for my own

Take Your will for my own.

Grant me

O Lord

a heart that’s pure

That I would single be

Your presence seeking with the saints

Pursuing faithfully

Pursuing faithfully.

Grant me

O Lord

a loving heart

Draw me each day to turn;

Renew

refresh

rekindle

Lord

That I for You would yearn

That I for You would yearn.

Grant me

O Lord

a heart at peace

With no offense to shade

Our fellowship

in which I walk

Where anxious thoughts are stayed

Where anxious thoughts are stayed.

Our hearts establish blameless

Lord

In holiness held fast;

The living of Your kingdom

Lord

Bring to the earth at last

Bring to the earth at last!