Lord Jesus, I am longing
From sin to be set free:
To find my deep desiring
Forever fixed on thee.
All hope I now abandon
Myself to conquer sin;
Invade my willing nature
And come and dwell within.
The passing years oppress me,
My growth in grace so slow:
My wayward fickle cravings
Have leagued me to the foe.
Myself to self disloyal,
I loathe yet love my sin:
Now hear my heartfelt pleading
And come and dwell within.
If Thou should'st stand close by me
'Tis more than I deserve;
But, being still outside me,
From virtue, yet, I swerve.
Come nearer, Lord, than near me,
My succour to begin:
Usurp the heart that craves Thee!
O come and dwell within.
By W.E. Sangster, found in The Secret of Radiant Life, 1957
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