LORD, I would dwell with Thee,
Verse 1
LORD, I would dwell with Thee, Oh shed Thy grace abroad in me, To mould me to Thy will.
Verse 2
Thy gate of pearl stands wide For those who walk upright; But those who basely turn aside Thou chasest from Thy sight.
Verse 3
Oh tame my tongue to peace, And tune my heart to love; From all reproaches may I cease, Made harmless as a dove.
Verse 4
The vile, though proudly great, No flatterer find in me; I count Thy saints of poor estate Far nobler company.
Verse 5
Faithful, but meekly kind; Gentle, yet boldly true; I would possess the perfect mind Which in my Lord I view.
Verse 6
But, Lord, these graces all To Thee, through Jesu's blood I call, Create them all in me. Charles H. Spurgeon,