F. R. Havergal
HOLY Father, Thou hast spoken
Words beyond our grasp of thought,
Words of grace and power unbroken,
With mysterious glory fraught.
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Promise and command combining,
Doubt to chase and faith to lift,
Self renouncing, all resigning,
We would claim this mighty gift.
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Take us, Lord, oh, take us truly,
Mind and soul, and heart and will!
Empty us and cleanse us throughly,
Then with all Thy fulness fill.
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Lord, we ask it, hardly knowing
What this wondrous gift may be;
Yet fulfil to overflowing,
Thy great meaning let us see.
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Make us in Thy royal palace
Vessels worthy for the King;
From Thy fulness fill our chalice
From Thy never-failing spring.
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Father, by this blessed filling,
Dwell Thyself in us, we pray!
We are waiting, Thou art willing!
Fill us with Thyself today!