This lovely hymn is my prayer today:
Spirit of God, descend upon my heart;
wean it from earth, through all its pulses move.
Stoop to my weakness, mighty as Thou art,
And make me love Thee as I ought to love.
Hast thou not bid us love thee, God and King?
All, all Thine own - soul, heart and strength and mind.
I see Thy cross - there teach my heart to cling;
O let me seek Thee, and O let me find.
Teach me to feel that Thou art always nigh;
Teach me the struggles of the soul to bear -
To check the rising doubt, the rebel sigh;
Teach me the patience of unanswered prayer.
Teach me to love Thee as Thine angels love,
One holy passion filling all my frame.
The baptism of the heav'n-descended Dove -
My heart an altar and Thy love the flame.
Text: George Croly Music: Frederick C. Atkinson
