I want a sweet sense of Thy pardoning love,
That my manifold sins are forgiv'n.
That Christ as my Advocate pleadeth above,
That my name is recorded in Heav'n.
I want every moment to feel
That Thy Spirit resides in my heart,
That His power is present to cleanse and to heal,
And newness of life to impart.

I want -- oh! I want to attain
Some likeness my Savior to Thee!
That longed for resemblance once more to regain,
Thy comeliness put upon me.

I want Thine own hand to unbind
Each tie to terrestrial things,
Too tenderly cherished, too closely entwined,
Where my heart so tenaciously clings.
I want by my aspect serene,
My actions and words, to declare
That my treasure is placed in a country unseen,
That my heart's best affections are there.


I want as a trav'ler to haste
Straight onward, nor pause on my way;
Nor forethought in anxious contrivance to waste
On the tent only pitched for a day.
I want--and this sums up my prayer--
To glorify Thee till I die,
Then calmly to yield up my soul to Thy care, 
And breathe out in faith my last sigh.


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