Draw me, Lord

1
Draw me, Lord;
Lest these earthly cares consume
My driven soul.
Move me Lord;
As a coursing river turns
Within Thine hands.
  Draw me, Lord!
Draw me, Lord!
2
Capture me;
Be the conqueror of this
Wild, charging mare.
Win me Lord,
And subdue all pow'r of self
To yield to Thee.
3
Draw me, Lord;
Ev'ry heartbeat tends to drift
My course from Thee.
Draw me, Lord;
I would gladly let Thee win
And yield my sword.
4
Draw me, Lord;
Oh, Thy love compels me as
An ocean's tide!
Draw me, Lord;
For Thy drawing maketh hearts
To fast pursue.
4
S.

United States

Win me, Lord...


eddi

Stratford, Ct, United States

This a great song from the Lord...to mend all the broken hearts...to all who have experience loss and brokenness..the Lord is our Restorer. He will never let you fall.


Regan Ryan

Hamilton, New Zealand

This song is so sweet! It's the kind of song You can sing when you've lost everything except the Lord, "Draw me Lord, I would gladly let thee win and yield my sword!" Amen.


Maxim I.Cucereavii

Federal Way, WA, United States

I saw in this song that absolute surrender to the Lord, is possible only after the absolute defeat of self.Only He can subdue and after that draw us...His does that in us.