O dwell in me, my Lord,
That I in thee may dwell;
Fulfill thy tender word,
That thy evangels tell;
In me Thou, I in thee,
By thy sweet courtesy.
But wilt thou my guest be,
In this poor heart of mine?
Thy guest? Is this for me
In that pure heart of thine?
In me thou, I in thee,
By thy sweet courtesy.
My chamber, Lord, prepare
Whither thou deignest come;
I may not seek to share
The making of thy home;
In me thou, I in thee,
By thy sweet courtesy.
Thy gracious gifts bestow,
Humility and love;
O cause my heart to glow
By fire sent from above.
In me thou, I in thee,
By thy sweet courtesy.
--Alexander B. Grosart.
Thy name to me, thy nature grant;
This, only this be given;
Nothing besides my God I want,
Nothing in earth or heaven.
Come, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost
And seal me thine abode;
Let all I am in thee be lost,
Let all I am be God.
--Charles Wesley.