Tuesday, December 15, 2009

Though I unworthy be

My spirit longs for thee

Words: John Byrom (@1692-1763)
Tune: Amen Court


My spirit longs for thee
within my troubled breast,
though I unworthy be
of so divine a guest.

Of so divine a guest
unworthy though I be,
yet has my heart no rest
unless it come from thee.

Unless it come from thee,
in vain I look around;
in all that I can see
no rest is to be found.

No rest is to be found
but in thy bless├Ęd love:
O let my wish be crowned,
and send it from above!

Selah.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Oh, that He would wrent the heavens and return tonight! How much longer must we wait? The Spirit and the Bride cry out - with a disparate voice- "COME LORD JESUS....NOW"