Filling

Holy Father, Thou hast spoken
Words beyond our grasp of thought,-
Words of grace and power unbroken,
With mysterious glory fraught.
Promise and command combining,
Doubt to chase and faith to lift ;
Self renouncing, all resigning,
We would claim this mighty gift. in.

Take us, Lord, oh, take us truly,
Mind and soul and heart and will ;
Empty us and cleanse us throughly,
Then with all Thy fulness fill
Lord, we ask it, hardly knowing
What this wondrous gift may be :
But fulfil to overflowing, —
Thy great meaning let us see.

Make us in Thy royal palace
Vessels worthy for the King ;
From Thy fulness fill our chalice,
From Thy never-failing spring.
Father, by this blessed filling,
Dwell Thyself in us, we pray ;
We are waiting, Thou art willing,
Fill us with Thyself to-day !