For One Fallen from Grack, Hymn 27

O That the love of God,
Which once I sweetly felt,
Again were shed abroad,
This stony heart to melt!
Love only can the conquest win,
My desperate soul restore,
And save me from the guilt of sin,
And save me from the power.
This base unworthy breast
I smite, alas! in vain,
But cannot find Thy rest,
But cannot love again,
Till Thou the Spirit of Holiness
The Loving Spirit send,
To heal my wounds, and seal my peace,
And bid my sorrows end.
Consider, gracious Lord,
How short my time below,
And now repeat the word,
And loose, and let me go;
From sin, the world, and Satan's chain
My struggling spirit free,
And let me find my peace again,
And live and die in Thee.