I want a sweet sense of Thy pardoning love,

That my manifold sins are forgiven;

That Christ, as my Advocate, pleadeth above,

That my name is recorded in Heaven.

I want every moment to feel

That Thy Spirit resides in my heart--

That His power is present to cleanse and to heal,

And newness of life to import.

I want--Oh! I want to attain

Some likeness, my Saviour, to Thee!

That longed-for resemblance once more to regain,

Thy comeliness put upon me.

I want to be marked for Thine own--

Thy seal on my forehead to wear;

To receive that new name on the mystic white stone

Which none but Thyself can declare.

I want so in Thee to abide

As to bring forth some fruit to Thy praise;

The branch which Thou prunest, though

Feeble and dried,

May languish but never decays.

I want Thine own hand to unbind

Each tie to terrestrial things,

Too tenderly cherished, too closely entwined,

Where my heart too tenaciously clings.

I want, by my aspect serene,

My actions and words, to declare

That my treasure is placed in a country unseen,

That my heart's best affections are there.

I want as a trav'ller to haste

 Straight onward, nor pause on my way;

Nor fore thought in anxious contrivance to waste

On the tent only pitched for a day.

I want- and this sums up my prayer-

To glorify Thee till I die;

Then calmly to yield up my soul to thy care,

And breathe out in faith my last sigh.

This is one of my favorite poems, and I hope I echo the author's sentiments in my life!

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Posted by momofsix

I got chills from reading it. It is beautiful. My heart cries out the same words that were so eloquently written.

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