Indwelling— Dwelling in

Dwell in me, my Lord,
That I in Thee may dwell;
Fulfil Thy tender word,
That Thy evangels tell; '
In me Thou, I in Thee
By Thy sweet courtesy.

But wilt Thou my guest be.
In this poor heart of mine?
Thy guest? Is this for me,
In that pure heart of Thine?
In me Thou, I in Thee,
By Thy sweet courtesy.

Thy chamber, Lord, prepare,
Whither Thou deignest come;
I may not seek to share
The making of Thy home;
In me Thou, I in Thee,
By Thy sweet courtesy.

Thy gracious gifts bestow,
Humility and love;
O cause my heart to glow
By fire sent from above;
In me Thou, I in Thee,
By Thy sweet courtesy.