Within My Heart, O Lord, Fulfill

Within my heart

O Lord

ful­fill

The pur­pose of Thy death and pain

That all may know Thou liv­est still

In blood-washed hearts to rule and reign.

O Lord

I gaze up­on Thy face

That suf­fer­ing face so marred for me;

Touched by the won­ders of Thy grace

My heart in love goes out to Thee.

O Sav­ior

by Thy bleed­ing form

The world is cru­ci­fied to me;

Thy lov­ing heart

so rent and torn

Thy suf­fer­ing bids me share with Thee.

’Twas on the cross Thou didst re­deem

My soul from sin and dark des­pair;

’Tis near the cross I would be seen

And wel­come ev­ery sin­ner there.