Author: P. C. Paulsen Meter: 11.11.11.11 Appears in 3 hymnals Matching Instances: 3 Lyrics: 1 Take my heart, O Jesus, work its stony soil,
Long I have been weary of this fruitless toil;
Ev'ry cherish'd method of my own device
And the hardest labor will no more suffice.
2 Once I spurn'd Thee, Savior, in my self conceit,
Now behold my spirit, broken with defeat;
Lord, I can but offer Thee a barren heart,
Take it and salvation by Thy grace impart.
3 Let Thy Holy Spirit with the Word of God
Crush the stones to pieces, break the harden'd sod;
Let Him work it deeply till the soil is sound,
Till it serves Thy purpose as a fertile ground.
4 Go then forth, O Sower, sow Thy precious seed,
Showers freely scatter, to its care give heed;
Quell all thorns and thistles, guard it 'gainst the foe,
Lest he in the darkness come his tares to sow.
5 Thou hast shown me mercy with a love untold,
Grant that I may yield Thee fruit a hundredfold;
What a day of glory, what a day of gain,
When the reapers carry home the golden grain! Topics: Spiritual Songs The Call Used With Tune: [Take my heart, O Jesus, work its stony soil]
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