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Hymn 148: My Son, give me thine heart

HYMN CXLVIII.

"My Son, give me thine heart, and let Thine eyes observe my ways!" Our hearts are Thine, we own the debt-- Happy the child that pays!

But Lord! we cannot give, unless Thou take what is Thine own; Come, then, our conquer'd hearts possess, In each erect Thy throne.

There wield Thy sceptre, Prince of Peace, With kind and gentle sway, And may Thy kingdom still increase, While Satan's falls away.

Where sin abounded, there let Abound yet more and more, Till life and freedom take the place Of bonds and death before.

Thy word our law, Thy will our choice, Thy fear all fear expel; Thy joy our strength, let us rejoice With joy unspeakable.

And O! to make us wholly thine, Thy perfect love impart; Thus warm, illumine, raise, refine, And hallow every heart.