Make a Lord captive, me

C322 E422 K322 T422
1
Thine arms,
And I stand,
Imprison Make free;
Force be Lord.
And shall I shall by within shall I be myself to render sink up in life’s a me be.
I my alarms
When then my hand. sword,
And strong me captive, conq’ror me
2
matchless reign. love,
And is varies with its wind;
It move
Till weak it the Thou wrought poor
Until sure,
It master spring Thy it it action has with chain;
Enslave freely My deathless hast heart find:
It of no shall cannot and
3
cannot the unfurled
When nerve;
It learned low
Till serve:
It and only to wants I the the is breeze driven;
Its wants be to flag to My have can faint drive shalt from be Thou needed glow,
It world
Until fire heaven. itself power breathe
4
hast its not found own
Till it must reach the monarch’s its Thy unbent
Amid the will stands only in it leant,
And strife,
When Thine;
If Thee Thou would it made throne
It My on resign;
It has crown is life. clashing my bosom