Desiring to Love

Still, Lord, I languish for Thy grace,
Unveil the beauties of Thy face,
The middle wall remove,
Appear, and banish my complaint,
Come, and supply mine only want,
Fill all my soul with love.

Accurst without Thy love I am,
I bear my punishment, and shame,
And droop my guilty head,
Unchanged, unhallow'd, unrestored,
I do not love my bleeding Lord;
No other hell I need.

O conquer this rebellious will,
(Willing Thou art, and ready still,
Thy help is always nigh,)
The stony from my heart remove,
And give me, Lord, O give me love,
Or at Thy feet I die.

Whither, ah! whither should I go?
Nothing is worth a thought below;
Yet while on earth I stay,
O let me here my station keep,
And wash Thy feet with tears, and weep.
And weep my life away.

To Thee I lift my mournful eye,
Why am I thus? O tell me why
Cannot I love my God?
The hindrance must be all in me,
It cannot in my Saviour be,
Witness that streaming blood!

It cost Thy blood my heart to win,
To buy me from the power of sin,
And make me love again;
Come then, my Lord, Thy right assert,
Take to Thyself my ransom'd heart,
Nor bleed, nor die in vain.