Let Me Be Thine

Verse 1

Thine, Lord, O may I be, Teach me Thy will; Draw my cold heart to Thee, With rapture thrill; Banish my guilty fear, Dry every bitter tear, My troubled spirit cheer, Say, “Peace, be still.”

Verse 2

Keep me in danger’s hour Near to Thy side; On me Thy Spirit pour, With me abide; Bid every doubt depart, Fully possess my heart; Mine be that better part, In Thee to hide.

Verse 3

Thus shall I sweetly prove, While here below, Thy tender, dying love, Thee truly know; And when my work is done, When I the race have run, May glory’s crown be won, Sweet rest with Thee.