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L. M.
Search me, God, and know my heart.
Psalm 139:23.
O thou, to whose all-searching sight
The darkness shineth as the light,
Search, prove my heart, it pants for thee;
O, burst these bonds, and set it free.
2 Wash out its stains, refine its dross;
Nail my affections to the cross;
Hallow each thought; let all within
Be clean, as thou, my Lord, art clean.
3 If in this darksome wild I stray,
Be thou my light, be thou my way;
No foes, no violence I fear,
No fraud, while thou, my God, art near.
4 When rising floods my soul o’erflow,
When sinks my heart in waves of woe—
Jesus, thy timely aid impart,
And raise my head and cheer my heart.
5 Saviour, where’er thy steps I see,
Dauntless, untired, I follow thee;
O, let thy hand support me still,
And lead me to thy holy hill.
C. Wesley.