HERE IS MY HEART!
|Hier ist mein Herz.|
|My son, give me thine heart.| -- Prov.23:26.
transl., Sarah Findlater, 1854
Here is my heart! -- my God, I give it Thee;
I heard Thee call and say,
|Not to the world, my child, but unto me,| --
I heard, and will obey.
Here is love's offering to my King,
Which in glad sacrifice I bring.
Here is my heart.
Here is my heart! -- surely the gift, though poor,
My God will not despise;
Vainly and long I sought to make it pure
To meet Thy searching eyes:
Corrupted first in Adam's fall,
The stains of sin pollute it all.
My guilty heart!
Here is my heart! -- my heart so hard before,
Now by Thy grace made meet;
Yet bruised and wearied, it can only pour
Its anguish at Thy feet;
It groans beneath the weight of sin,
It sighs salvation's joy to win.
My mouruing heart!
Here is my heart! -- in Christ its longings end,
Near to His cross it draws;
It says, |Thou art my portion, O my friend!
Thy blood my ransom was.|
And in the Saviour it has found
What blessedness and peace abound.
My trusting heart!
Here is my heart! -- ah! Holy Spirit, come,
Its nature to renew,
And consecrate it wholly as Thy home,
A temple fair and true.
Teach it to love and serve Thee more,
To fear Thee, trust Thee, and adore.
My cleansed heart!
Here is my heart! -- it trembles to draw near
The glory of Thy throne;
Give it the shining robe Thy servants wear,
Of righteousness Thine own:
Its pride and folly chase away,
And all its vanity, I pray.
My humbled heart!
Here is my heart! -- teach it, O Lord, to cling
In gladness unto Thee;
And in the day of sorrow still to sing,
|Welcome, my God's decree.|
Believing, all its journey through,
That Thou art wise, and just, and true.
My waiting heart!
Here is my heart! -- O Friend of friends, be near
To make each tempter fly;
And when my latest foe I wait with fear,
Give me the victory!
Gladly on Thy love reposing,
Let me say, when life is closing,
|Here is my heart!|