Song of Solomon 1: Draw me, and I with vigour new

Draw me, and I with vigour new
Will my alluring God pursue;
But Thou dost draw me still,
How else could I Thyself require
Or offer Thee this faint desire
Thy precious love to feel?

The spark which from Thy Spirit came,
The dying spark into a flame,
O let Thy Spirit raise;
Then, then I after Thee shall run,
And grasp my Saviour on the throne.
And see Thy heavenly face.
Me if to myself Thou leave,
I cannot, Lord, aspire;
Cannot one good thought conceive,
Or one sincere desire.
But if by Thy light I know
My nature's desperate helplessness,
Thou who dost the want bestow
Wilt give the wanted grace.

That I heavenward may move,
The motion now begin;
Draw me by the cords of love,
Out of the toils of sin.
Draw me to the land unknown,
Beyond the world and Satan's power
Then I after Thee shall run,
And never linger more.