Oh! that my secret soul might be
Filled only with the Love of Thee!
Do Thou Thyself my heart prepare,
Then come and make Thy Dwelling there.
Bend, Father, with a force divine,
To Thee each inclination;
And make my soul Thine inmost shrine,
And peaceful habitation.
Forgive me, Lord, that day by day,
Vain joys have drawn my heart astray;