Come, Jesus

- Come, Jesus, Lord, with holy fire!
- Come, and my quickened heart inspire,
- cleansed in Thy precious blood.
- Now to my soul Thyself reveal.
- Thy mighty working let me feel,
- since I am born of God.
- Let nothing now my heart divide;
- since with Thee I am crucified,
- and live to God in Thee.
- Dead to the world and all its toys,
- its idle pomp, and fading joys,
- Jesus my glory be!
- Me with a quenchless thirst inspire,
- a longing infinite desire,
- and fill my craving heart.
- Less than Thyself, oh, do not give,
- in might Thyself within me live,
- come, all Thou hast and art!
- My will be swallowed up in Thee,
- light in Thy light still may I see,
- in Thine unclouded face;
- called the full strength of trust to prove,
- let all my quickened heart be love,
- my spotless life be praise
Album: English Hymns, Artist: Charles Wesley, Language: English, Viewed: 1088 times