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Yield to me now, for I am weak,
But confident in self-despair ; Speak to my heart, in blessings speak,
Be conquer'd by my instant prayer ! Speak, or Thou never hence shalt move, And tell me, if Thy Name is Love ?
'Tis Love! 'tis Love ! Thou diedst for me !
I hear Thy whisper in my heart! The morning breaks, the shadows flee ;
Pure universal Love Thou art! To me, to all, Thy bowels move ; Thy Nature, and Thy Name, is Love!
My prayer hath power with God ; the grace
Unspeakable I now receive ; Through faith I see Thee face to face,
I see Thee face to face, and live : In vain I have not wept and strove ; Thy Nature, and Thy Name, is Love.
I know Thee, Saviour, Who Thou art;
Jesus, the feeble sinner's Friend ! Nor wilt Thou with the night depart,
But stay, and love me to the end ! Thy mercies never shall remove, Thy Nature, and Thy Name, is Love!
The Sun of Righteousness on me
Hath rose, with healing in His wings;
Wither'd my nature's strength, from Thee My soul its life and succour brings ;
My help is all laid up above ;
Thy Nature, and Thy Name, is Love.