Lord, in Thy Spirit, take and fill my heart

Lord

in Thy Spirit

take and fill my heart;

Wean it from earth

through all its pulses move;

Into my spirit all Thy grace impart

And make me love Thee as I ought to love.

I ask no dream

no prophet ecstasies

No sudden rending of the veil of clay

No angel visitant

no opening skies;

But take the dimness of my soul away.

Hast Thou not bid us love Thee

God and King?

All

all Thine own—soul

heart and strength and mind.

I see Thy cross—there teach my heart to cling.

Oh

let me seek Thee

and

oh

let me find.

Teach me to feel that Thou art always nigh;

Teach me the struggles of the soul to bear

To check the rising doubt

the rebel sigh;

Teach me the patience of unanswered prayer.

Teach me to love Thee with a virgin love

One holy passion filling all my frame;

Thus all the riches of Thyself to prove

My heart an altar

and Thy love the flame.