"O Lord! I beseech Thee, deliver my Soul."--Ps. cxvi. 4

O take away this evil heart;
This heart of unbelief renew;
So prone, so eager to depart
From Thee, the living God and true.

O crucify this carnal mind,
'Tis enmity, my God, to Thee;
I cannot love Thee, till I find
The mind that was in Christ in me.

O sanctify this sinful soul;
Health to the dying leper give;
Thou, if Thou wilt, canst make me whole;
Speak but the word, and I shall live.

O disenthrall this captive will,
(Free only when Thou mak'st it free,)
That I may glory to fulfil
Thy perfect law of liberty.

Then, though through life, a worm of earth,
In death returning to the clod,
I shall become, by second birth,
An heir of heaven, a child of God.