229a. Prayer for quickening Grace

1 My Soul lies cleaving to the Dust;
Lord, give me Life divine;
From vain Desires, and ev'ry Lust
Turn off these Eyes of mine.

2 I need th' Influence of thy Grace
To speed me in thy Way,
Lest I should loiter in my Race,
Or turn my Feet astray.

3 When sore Afflictions press me down,
I need thy quick'ning Pow'rs;
Thy Word that I have rested on
Shall help my heaviest Hours.

4 Are not thy Mercies sov'reign still,
And thou a faithful GOD?
Wilt thou not grant me warmer Zeal
To run the heav'nly Road?

5 Does not my Heart thy Precepts love,
And long to see thy Face?
And yet how slow my Spirits move
Without enliv'ning Grace!

6 Then shall I love thy Gospel more,
And ne'er forget thy Word,
When I have felt its quick'ning Pow'r,
To draw me near the Lord.

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First Line: My Soul lies cleaving to the Dust
Title: Prayer for quickening Grace
Language: English
Publication Date: 1740
Scripture: ; ; ; ; ;
Topic: Quickening grace; Counsel and Support from God; Delight in Law of God (1 more...)
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