Lord, dost Thou say, “Ask what thou wilt?”
Then would I seize the golden hour:
I pray to be released from guilt,
And freed from sin and Satan’s power.
More of Thy presence, Lord, impart;
More of Thine image let me bear:
Erect Thy throne within my heart,
And reign without a rival there.
Give me to read my pardon sealed,
And from Thy joy to draw my strength:
O be Thy boundless love revealed
In all its height, and breadth, and length.
Grant these requests-I ask no more,
But to Thy care the rest resign:
Sick, or in health, or rich, or poor,
All shalt be well, if Thou art mine.
Rev. John Newton
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