me, Lord Draw

NS121
1
cares Lord;
As Thine coursing soul.
Move driven these earthly hands. Lord;
Lest Draw me, consume
My me a river turns
Within
 
me, Lord! Draw me, Lord!
Draw
2
self
To the this
Wild, pow’r me;
Be me yield subdue Lord,
And charging conqueror mare.
Win to of of all Capture Thee.
3
Thee drift
My Thee.
Draw yield my Lord;
Ev’ry win
And let me, Draw heartbeat Lord;
I course me, sword. would gladly from to tends
4
as
An love Lord;
For pursue. compels me Lord;
Oh, drawing me, Thy me, Draw tide!
Draw maketh ocean’s Thy hearts
To fast