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Prod me with Your loving hands,
Stir me from my deep impasse.
I long to flee this stagnant rut;
My soul, my prison, deadened lot,
Which end is just to taste Your wrath;
So set me on the narrow path.
Thorns and thistles may line this road
But it leads me to the mutual abode.
Lift me up with Your mighty hand
Above this frenzied earthly land.
Set me on the mount to see
What the world can offer me;
Till I see the vanity from on high
And earthly desires I bid goodbye
And set my eyes on You.
Stir me from my deep impasse.
I long to flee this stagnant rut;
My soul, my prison, deadened lot,
Which end is just to taste Your wrath;
So set me on the narrow path.
Thorns and thistles may line this road
But it leads me to the mutual abode.
Lift me up with Your mighty hand
Above this frenzied earthly land.
Set me on the mount to see
What the world can offer me;
Till I see the vanity from on high
And earthly desires I bid goodbye
And set my eyes on You.
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Abode.
DLift
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Emigh
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C#mbove
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Dme
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Emount
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Aworld
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A7me;
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Dsee
the vani
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from on
C#mhigh
And earthly
F#mde
sires I bid
Dgood
bye E7And
set my eyes
Aon
You.
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Life me up with Your mighy hand！
Riverside, CA, United States
So set me on the narrow path.
Thorns and thistles may line this road
But it leads me to the mutual abode.
Burlingame, United States
Love to sing this with the brothers! And set my eyes on you!
Beautiful lyric
Cincinnati, Ohio, United States
The Lord spoke to me I need to keep up these habits: calling on His name, confessing, telling Him all things, reading and praying the Word, meeting with the believers, and singing to Him, but more. MORE, MORE, MORE. Amen, Lord. Grace us to cooperate with You to grow!
United States
Lord, we just want to look away unto you! Just set my eyes on You!
Chino Hills, California, United States
Lord, keep my eyes set on You so I am able to take this narrow path!
Tainan, Taiwan
Lord life me up with Your mighty hand!
Taiwan
Love this song, greetings from Taiwan.
Always had great times singing this song with my fellow saints in Burlingame!
Hallejuah for the one accord!
Prod me with Your loving hands,
Stir me from my deep impasse.
I long to flee this stagnant rut;
My soul, my prison, deadened lot,
Which end is just to taste Your wrath;
So set me on the narrow path.
Thorns and thistles may line this road
But it leads me to the mutual abode.
Lift me up with Your mighty hand
Above this frenzied earthly land.
Set me on the mount to see
What the world can offer me;
Till I see the vanity from on high
And earthly desires I bid goodbye
And set my eyes on You