1020.
[Jesus, the' irrevocable word]
What things soever ye desire, when ye pray, &c.
—xi. 24.
Jesus, the' irrevocable word
Thy gracious lips hath pass'd,
And trusting in my faithful Lord
I shall be saved at last:
Whate'er I ask with longing heart
Expecting to receive,
Almighty God, Thou ready art,
And promisest, to give.
I ask the gift of righteousness,
The sin-subduing power,
Power to believe, and go in peace,
And never grieve Thee more;
I ask the blood-bought pardon seal'd,
The liberty from sin,
The grace infused, the love reveal'd,
The kingdom fix'd within.
Thou hear'st me for salvation pray,
Thou seest my heart's desire,
Made ready in Thy powerful day
Thy fulness I require:
My vehement soul cries out oppress'd,
Impatient to be freed;
Nor can I, Lord, nor will I rest,
Till I am saved indeed.
Art Thou not able to convert,
Art Thou not willing too
To change this old rebellious heart,
To conquer and renew?
Thou canst, Thou wilt, I dare believe,
So arm me with Thy power,
That I to sin shall never cleave,
Shall never act it more.
