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Make me a captive, Lord.
And then I shall be free;
Force me to render up my sword,
And I shall conq’ror be.
I sink in life’s alarms
When by myself I stand,
Imprison me within Thine arms,
And strong shall be my hand.
And then I shall be free;
Force me to render up my sword,
And I shall conq’ror be.
I sink in life’s alarms
When by myself I stand,
Imprison me within Thine arms,
And strong shall be my hand.
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2
My heart is weak and poor
Until it master find:
It has no spring of action sure,
It varies with the wind;
It cannot freely move
Till Thou hast wrought its chain;
Enslave it with Thy matchless love,
And deathless it shall reign.
Until it master find:
It has no spring of action sure,
It varies with the wind;
It cannot freely move
Till Thou hast wrought its chain;
Enslave it with Thy matchless love,
And deathless it shall reign.
My heart is weak and poor
Until it master find:
It has no spring of action sure,
It varies with the wind;
It cannot freely move
Till Thou hast wrought its chain;
Enslave it with Thy matchless love,
And deathless it shall reign.
Until it master find:
It has no spring of action sure,
It varies with the wind;
It cannot freely move
Till Thou hast wrought its chain;
Enslave it with Thy matchless love,
And deathless it shall reign.
3
My power is faint and low
Till I have learned to serve:
It wants the needed fire to glow,
It wants the breeze to nerve;
It cannot drive the world
Until itself be driven;
Its flag can only be unfurled
When Thou shalt breathe from heaven.
Till I have learned to serve:
It wants the needed fire to glow,
It wants the breeze to nerve;
It cannot drive the world
Until itself be driven;
Its flag can only be unfurled
When Thou shalt breathe from heaven.
My power is faint and low
Till I have learned to serve:
It wants the needed fire to glow,
It wants the breeze to nerve;
It cannot drive the world
Until itself be driven;
Its flag can only be unfurled
When Thou shalt breathe from heaven.
Till I have learned to serve:
It wants the needed fire to glow,
It wants the breeze to nerve;
It cannot drive the world
Until itself be driven;
Its flag can only be unfurled
When Thou shalt breathe from heaven.
4
My will is not my own
Till Thou hast made it Thine;
If it would reach the monarch’s throne
It must its crown resign;
It only stands unbent
Amid the clashing strife,
When on Thy bosom it has leant,
And found in Thee its life.
Till Thou hast made it Thine;
If it would reach the monarch’s throne
It must its crown resign;
It only stands unbent
Amid the clashing strife,
When on Thy bosom it has leant,
And found in Thee its life.
My will is not my own
Till Thou hast made it Thine;
If it would reach the monarch’s throne
It must its crown resign;
It only stands unbent
Amid the clashing strife,
When on Thy bosom it has leant,
And found in Thee its life.
Till Thou hast made it Thine;
If it would reach the monarch’s throne
It must its crown resign;
It only stands unbent
Amid the clashing strife,
When on Thy bosom it has leant,
And found in Thee its life.
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Akure, Ondo, Nigeria
Deep
Nice
Lagos, Nigeria
Beautiful and inspiring. Deep meaning.
Irvine, CA, United States
Make me a captive, Lord! Imprison me with Your arms!
United States
Praise (Bless! ) the LORD, O my soul, and all that is within me, praise Your Holy Name... there is none beside You!
Amen and Amen. Heard this song first at Northfield School for Girls in MA, USA. It was years before I understood it (family not believers), took God to heart, at His glorious Word, received new life, the Gospel of His grace, eternal life: the Lordship of His love, freely received, freely to give♥️
Ibadan, Oyo, Nigeria
This is a heart touch song/hymn. It's only a crucified heart can sing it wholeheartedly. May the Lord crucify our hearts and help us be His captives indeed. God bless you sir/ ma for posting this hymn.
Make me a captive, Lord.
And then I shall be free;
Force me to render up my sword,
And I shall conq’ror be.
I sink in life’s alarms
When by myself I stand,
Imprison me within Thine arms,
And strong shall be my hand.
Pietermarutzburg, Kzn, South Africa
It cannot drive the world
Until itself be driven
O what truth is herein captured!
Anaheim, California, United States
Brothers and sisters from Nigeria, I enjoyed your comments below. As we open our heart and take our Lord, He takes our vow. Little by little He is gaining every part of our soul, until He saturates it all with Himself. Isn't this wonderful? May we cooperate with Him, to give Him our heart each day. We are His, and he who is joined to the Lord is one spirit with Him (1 Corinthians 6:17)
Kaduna, Nigeria
Lord, help me to give You my heart. Amen.