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Prod me with Your loving hands,
Stir me from my deep impasse.
I long to flee this stagnant rut;
My soul, my prison, deadened lot,
Which end is just to taste Your wrath;
So set me on the narrow path.
Thorns and thistles may line this road
But it leads me to the mutual abode.
Lift me up with Your mighty hand
Above this frenzied earthly land.
Set me on the mount to see
What the world can offer me;
Till I see the vanity from on high
And earthly desires I bid goodbye
And set my eyes on You.
Stir me from my deep impasse.
I long to flee this stagnant rut;
My soul, my prison, deadened lot,
Which end is just to taste Your wrath;
So set me on the narrow path.
Thorns and thistles may line this road
But it leads me to the mutual abode.
Lift me up with Your mighty hand
Above this frenzied earthly land.
Set me on the mount to see
What the world can offer me;
Till I see the vanity from on high
And earthly desires I bid goodbye
And set my eyes on You.
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Anaheim, CA, U.S.A.
I like this song because it reminds me to consecrate myself to the Lord.
I like this song because it shows me see the thing that before I never thought.
Iligan City, Philippines
Why I like this song? Because it is the most encouraging song I ever encounter before I was a believer in Christ...
Naic, Cavite
I like this song because when every time I heard this it's cause me to love the Lord and experience Christ through hymn that's why I love this song.