1 Spirit of God, descend upon my heart,
free it from sin, through all its pulses move.
Stoop to my weakness, mighty as you are,
and make me love you as I ought to love.
2 I ask no dream, no prophet ecstasies,
no sudden rending of the veil of clay,
no angel visitant, no opening skies,
but take the dimness of my soul away.
3 Did you not bid us love you, God and King,
love you with all our heart and strength and mind?
I see your cross--there teach my heart to cling.
O let me seek you and O let me find!
4 Teach me to feel that you are always nigh;
teach me the struggles of the soul to bear,
to check the rising doubt, the rebel sigh;
teach me the patience of unanswered prayer.
5 Teach me to love you as your angels love,
one holy passion filling all my frame:
the baptism of the heaven-descended Dove,
my heart an altar, and your love the flame.
|First Line:||Spirit of God, descend upon my heart|
|Title:||Spirit of God, Descend upon My Heart|
|Author:||George Croly, 1780-1860|
|Scripture:||Matthew 22:37; Romans 12:1-2; Luke 10:27; Hebrews 4:15; Matthew 7:7; Acts 2:1-4; Luke 3:21-22; Galatians 5:25; Matthew 6:33; John 1:32; Mark 12:30; 2 Corinthians 12:1-10; Matthew 3:16; Luke 12:31; Mark 1:9-11; 2 Corinthians 4:7-12; Deuteronomy 6:5; Luke 11:9-10|
|Composer:||Frederick C. Atkinson, 1841-1897|