Desires concealed in my inward parts;
Though “I am Yours” my mouth’s confessed,
By many loves my heart’s possessed.
O Lord, my desp’rate cry now heed—
Regain my heart! Your help I need!
O’erturn, expose what weighs me down,
That in these things I would not drown.
Believing in the things of sight,
In things uncertain placing hope,
And not in Him who all upholds.
Oh, turn my heart from meaner things;
Forgive me, Lord, for wavering.
I must pursue the One who’s real;
The false, release; no more deceived!
I’m Yours; a man of God indeed.
Your life and nature I, too, share;
To flee earth’s snares, my earnest pray’r.
My heart, dear Lord, I yield anew
To only love, lay hold on You.
With cords of man, with bands of love,
Lord, keep me faithful till You come.