James 3:6: Lorp, unto me the knowledge grant

Lorp, unto me the knowledge grant,
Which, incompatible with sin,
Supplies my spirit's every want,
Brings the celestial nature in;
My heart renews and purifies,
And fills with life that never dies.
I want the faith in Jesu's blood
Which pardon on my conscience seals,
Imparts the spotless mind of God,
The plague original expels;
Doth all my unbelief remove,
And sweetly work by perfect love.
I would be of Thy Spirit born,
And find that I can sin no more;
My soul into Thy likeness turn,
Wisdom of God, and Truth, and Power,
Fulness of the Divinity,
Jesus, appear and dwell in me.

Then, only then my God I know,
Divinely taught, divinely pure:
Yet onward to perfection go,
And happy to the end endure,
Till faith is swallow'd up in sight,
In glorious, full, eternal light.