1
Come, Jesus, Lord, with holy fire,
Come, and my quickened heart inspire,
My conscience purged by blood;
Now to my soul Thyself reveal,
Thy mighty working let me feel,
Since I am born of God.
Come, and my quickened heart inspire,
My conscience purged by blood;
Now to my soul Thyself reveal,
Thy mighty working let me feel,
Since I am born of God.
2
Let nothing now my heart divide,
Since with Thee I am crucified,
And live to God in Thee.
Dead to the world and all its toys,
Its idle pomp and fading joys,
Jesus, my glory be.
Since with Thee I am crucified,
And live to God in Thee.
Dead to the world and all its toys,
Its idle pomp and fading joys,
Jesus, my glory be.
3
Now with a quenchless thirst inspire,
A longing, infinite desire,
And fill my craving heart.
Less than Thyself, oh, do not give,
In might Thyself within me live;
Come, all Thou hast and art.
A longing, infinite desire,
And fill my craving heart.
Less than Thyself, oh, do not give,
In might Thyself within me live;
Come, all Thou hast and art.
4
My past is swallowed up in Thee;
Henceforth, my all is only Thee,
My lot eternally.
Called into fellowship with Thee,
No other love have I but Thee—
Much grace now come to me!
Henceforth, my all is only Thee,
My lot eternally.
Called into fellowship with Thee,
No other love have I but Thee—
Much grace now come to me!
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Hyderabad, Telangana
Revised from E357 - There last stanza read "My will be swallowed up in Thee". We still have our will, just subdued to choose Him only.