O this soul, how dark and blind

Verse 1

Oh, this soul, how dark and blind! Oh, this foolish, earthly mind! Oh, this froward, selfish will, Which refuses to be still! Oh, these ever-roaming eyes, Upward that refuse to rise! Oh, these wayward feet of mine, Found in every path but thine!

Verse 2

Oh, this stubborn, prayerless knee, Hands so seldom clasped to thee, Longings of the soul, that go Like the wild wind, to and fro! To and fro, without an aim, Turning idly whence they came, Bringing in no joy, no bliss, Only adding weariness!

Verse 3

Giver of the heavenly peace! Bid, oh, bid these tumults cease; Ministry thy holy balm; Fill me with thy Spirit's calm: Thou, the Life, the Truth, and Way, Leave me not in sin to stay; Bearer of the sinner's guilt, Lead me, lead me, as thou wilt.