07.18.12 by jules
O to grace how great a debtor
daily I’m constrained to be!
Let thy goodness, like a fetter,
bind my wandering heart to thee.
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,
prone to leave the God I love;
here’s my heart, O take and seal it,
seal it for thy courts above.
[p.s. you can skip the first minute]
“Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing” – Robert Robinson