STILL Lord, I languish for thy grace; Reveal the beauties of thy face, The...

STILL Lord, I languish for thy grace; Reveal the beauties of thy face, The middle wall remove; Appear, and banish my complaint, Come, and supply my only want, Fill all my soul with love.

O conquer this rebellious will! Willing thou art and ready still, Thy help is always nigh; The hardness from my heart remove And give me, Lord, O give me love, Or at thy feet I die!

To thee I lift my mournful eye: Why am I thus? - O tell me why I cannot love my God! The hindrance must be all in me It cannot in my Saviour be, Witness that streaming blood!

It cost thy blood my heart to, win, To buy me from the power of sin, And make me love again; Come then, my Lord, thy right assert, Take to thyself my ransomed heart, Nor bleed, nor die in vain.