When shall Thy love constrain

- When shall Thy love constrain
- and draw me to Thy breast?
- When shall my soul return again
- to her eternal rest?
- To rescue me from woe
- Thou didst with all things part,
- didst lead a suffering life below
- to win my worthless heart.
- Thy condescending grace
- to me did freely move;
- it calls me now to seek Thy face,
- and stoops to ask my love.
- And can I yet delay,
- my little all to give,
- to tear my soul from earth away
- for Jesus to receive?
- Nay, but I yield, I yield!
- I can hold out no more!
- I sink, by dying love compelled,
- and own Thee conqueror.
- My own desire be this -
- Thy love alone to know;
- to seek and taste no other bliss,
- no other good below!
Album: English Hymns, Artist: Charles Wesley, Language: English, Viewed: 242 times