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Come, My Fond Fluttering Heart

Author: Jane Taylor Hymnal: Hymns and Devotions for Daily Worship #251 (2024) Meter: 6.6.6.6.8.8 First Line: Come, my fond flutt'ring heart Lyrics: 1. Come, my fond flutt'ring heart; Come, struggle to be free; You and the world must part, However hard it be. My trembling spirit owns it just But still lies cleaving to the dust. 2. O tempting sweets, forbear; O dearest idols, fall; My love you must not share; Jesus shall have it all. Though painful and acute the smart, His love can heal the bleeding heart. 3. O fair, enchanting throng! O golden dreams, adieu! Earth has prevailed too long; Too long I've cherished you; Aid me, dear Savior, set me free; My all I will resign to thee. 4. Oh, may I feel your worth And let no idol dare, No vanity of Earth With you, my Lord, compare; Now bid all earthly joys depart, And reign unrivaled in my heart. Topics: Ordinary Time Week 13 Scripture: Luke 12:15 Languages: English Tune Title: LOVE UNKNOWN
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Come, my fond fluttering heart

Hymnal: Hymns, Selected and Original #269 (1828) Meter: Irregular Lyrics: 1 Come, my fond fluttering heart, Come, struggle to be free, Thou and the world must part, However hard it be: My trembling spirit owns it just, But cleaves yet closer to the dust. 2 Ye tempting sweets, forbear, Ye dearest idols, fall; My heart ye must not share, Jesus shall have it all: ‘Tis bitter pain, ‘tis cruel smart, But ah! thou must consent, my heart! 3 Ye fair enchanting throng! Ye golden dreams, farewell! Earth has prevail'd too long, And now I break the spell: Ye cherish'd joys of early years, Jesus, forgive these parting tears. 4 But must I part with all? My heart still fondly pleads, Yes--Dagon's self must fall, It beats, it throbs, it bleeds. Is there no balm in Gilead found To sooth and heal the smarting wound? 5 O yes, there is a balm, A kind physician there, My fever'd mind to calm, To bid me not despair: Aid me, dear Saviour, set me free, And I will all resign to thee. 6 O may I feel thy worth, And let no idol dare, No vanity of earth, With thee, my Lord, compare: Now bid all worldly joys depart, And reign supremely in my heart! Topics: Penitence of the awakened sinner Penitence; Renouncing the World
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Hymnal: Songs of the Pentecost for the Forward Gospel Movement #204 (1894) First Line: Come, my fond fluttering heart Languages: English Tune Title: [Come, my fond fluttering heart]

Come, my fond fluttering heart, Come struggle to [you must now] be free

Author: Jane Taylor Hymnal: Songs in the Night; or Hymns for the Sick and Suffering. 2nd ed. #d26 (1853)

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