1
We gather, Lord, before Your face
And ask You, grant us deeper grace
To more abundant life receive,
A better testimony be.
Dear Lord, this is my spirit's plea;
My heart's desire do grant to me.
And ask You, grant us deeper grace
To more abundant life receive,
A better testimony be.
Dear Lord, this is my spirit's plea;
My heart's desire do grant to me.
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2
So many spirits here are dry;
Lord, grace's ointment do apply.
So many hearts need light divine;
Your gracious light in man's heart shine.
Revive them, deeper to love You,
To self examine, growth pursue.
Lord, grace's ointment do apply.
So many hearts need light divine;
Your gracious light in man's heart shine.
Revive them, deeper to love You,
To self examine, growth pursue.
So many spirits here are dry;
Lord, grace's ointment do apply.
So many hearts need light divine;
Your gracious light in man's heart shine.
Revive them, deeper to love You,
To self examine, growth pursue.
Lord, grace's ointment do apply.
So many hearts need light divine;
Your gracious light in man's heart shine.
Revive them, deeper to love You,
To self examine, growth pursue.
3
Cause me to be strong inwardly,
That I from outward bonds be free,
That I in spirit pow'rful be.
My heart more from the self set free
That Your life would be formed in me,
To give Your will free way through me.
That I from outward bonds be free,
That I in spirit pow'rful be.
My heart more from the self set free
That Your life would be formed in me,
To give Your will free way through me.
Cause me to be strong inwardly,
That I from outward bonds be free,
That I in spirit pow'rful be.
My heart more from the self set free
That Your life would be formed in me,
To give Your will free way through me.
That I from outward bonds be free,
That I in spirit pow'rful be.
My heart more from the self set free
That Your life would be formed in me,
To give Your will free way through me.
4
Yet still I would beseech, dear Lord:
The pow'r of Pentecost outpour;
With bitter tears, with conscience pricked,
Caused man to turn, Your grace to seek:
That sick be healed; that dark see light;
That bound, enslaved, be freed with might.
The pow'r of Pentecost outpour;
With bitter tears, with conscience pricked,
Caused man to turn, Your grace to seek:
That sick be healed; that dark see light;
That bound, enslaved, be freed with might.
Yet still I would beseech, dear Lord:
The pow'r of Pentecost outpour;
With bitter tears, with conscience pricked,
Caused man to turn, Your grace to seek:
That sick be healed; that dark see light;
That bound, enslaved, be freed with might.
The pow'r of Pentecost outpour;
With bitter tears, with conscience pricked,
Caused man to turn, Your grace to seek:
That sick be healed; that dark see light;
That bound, enslaved, be freed with might.
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