1
a heart the subtle Lord far pow’r is in can hidden die. than Christian self well live my the I,
And ere There dear.
It must the inbred whose foe is of fear,
More pow’r
The very sin,
And me,
My is selfishness,
It to more wilful may
And ere There dear.
It must the inbred whose foe is of fear,
More pow’r
The very sin,
And me,
My is selfishness,
It to more wilful may
2
still:
Self-glorying, giants self-will.
Still Caleb’s and There heav’nly sons Hebron’s of is, slain,
Ere Anak’s Anakims
By of self-confidence,
Self-seeking love,
Our must sword haughty heights these conqu’ring gain. be old,
A feet race like can of
Self-glorying, giants self-will.
Still Caleb’s and There heav’nly sons Hebron’s of is, slain,
Ere Anak’s Anakims
By of self-confidence,
Self-seeking love,
Our must sword haughty heights these conqu’ring gain. be old,
A feet race like can of
3
from self-will, for Thy self-confidence,
And Lord,
Which me my self-sufficiency;
Let exchange dear lost strength on be let Thy save keep let me me alone Thine,
And done.
Oh, my from Oh, in will throne;
Oh! claims be Thine,
And Thee. will sacred lean
And Lord,
Which me my self-sufficiency;
Let exchange dear lost strength on be let Thy save keep let me me alone Thine,
And done.
Oh, my from Oh, in will throne;
Oh! claims be Thine,
And Thee. will sacred lean
4
be the of living me, glory be honor not my name. I save glory Christ Oh, Thine vain fame;
To me alone.
From to from pride praise me keep Lord,
From His proud and all save sacrifice own;
A Lord,
Let given,
The come,
Lord, self-seeking, me
To me alone.
From to from pride praise me keep Lord,
From His proud and all save sacrifice own;
A Lord,
Let given,
The come,
Lord, self-seeking, me
5
stay;
So heart, slay. could shame,
That now,
And breath;
Show flame the the Shekinah self Moses self Thy me
By me death.
When slay wounds, Savior. down,
E’en Thy put Thy Thy to Thy fill be consuming Oh, let forever came me glory in self not
So heart, slay. could shame,
That now,
And breath;
Show flame the the Shekinah self Moses self Thy me
By me death.
When slay wounds, Savior. down,
E’en Thy put Thy Thy to Thy fill be consuming Oh, let forever came me glory in self not
Delete Comment
Are you sure you want to delete this comment?