G. Jackson

P.M.

I WANT, dear Lord, a heart that’s true and clean;

A sunlit heart, with not a cloud between.

A heart like Thine, a heart divine,

A heart as white as snow;

On me, dear Lord, a heart like this bestow.

2

I want, dear Lord, a love that feels for all;

A deep strong love that answers every call.

A love like Thine, a love divine,

A love for high and low;

On me, dear Lord, a love like this bestow.

3

I want, dear Lord, a soul on fire for Thee;

A soul baptized with heavenly energy.

A willing mind, a ready hand,

To do whate’er I know,

To spread Thy light wherever I may go.

4

I want, dear Lord, a faith that looks to Thee

To cheer the way when naught but clouds I see;

A faith sublime, a faith divine,

A faith that will not fail

To trust in Thee and over sin prevail.

5

I want, dear Lord, a hope steadfast and sure,

A hope that holds to things that will endure;

A hope in heaven, a hope in Thee,

A hope that’s bright and clear,

Dispelling doubt and conquering every fear.