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Thou Magnet of my soul! Let me come nearer, till The life of self pulsates no more, But is forever still. |
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Thou Sunshine of my heart! Fill Thou each crevice there, And let Thy garden yield to Thee A fragrance sweet and rare. |
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Thou Ransomer from death! Possess Thy ransomed one: Appropriate to Thine Own use The spoil that Thou hast won. |
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Thou Lord of Life and Light! I bow beneath Thy sway, And count it holy privilege Thy precepts to obey. |
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Thou Gift unspeakable! Straight from God’s heart of love; I break my heart to give Thee room And thus Thy sweetness prove. |
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Stony Brook, New York, United States
"I break my heart to give Thee room/and thus Thy sweetness prove." Lord, we offer our hearts for You to completely fill! Lord, be the Magnet of my soul, draw me ever closer.