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" Thy Will be done."
Fain would I my Lord pursue, Be all my Saviour taught,
Do as Jesus bade me do, And think as Jesus thought:
But 'tis Thou must change my heart; The perfect gift must come from Thee;
Meek Redeemer ! now impart Thine own humility!
Lord, I cannot, must not rest,
Till I Thy mind obtain, Chase presumption from my breast,
And all Thy mildness gain : Give me, Lord, Thy gentle heart; Thy lowly mind my portion be : Meek Redeemer ! now impart
Thine own humility !
Let Thy cross my will control;
Conform me to my Guide! In the manger lay my soul,
And crucify my pride ! Give me, Lord, a contrite heart, An heart that always looks to Thee : Meek Redeemer ! now impart
Thine own humility !
Tear away my every boast; My stubborn mind abase ; Saviour, fix my only trust
In Thy redeeming grace ! Give me a submissive heart, From pride and self-dependence free ; Meek Redeemer! now impart Thine own humility!
Augustus Montague Toplady. i |
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