Thy Holy Spirit breathe:
My vile affections crucify,
Conform me to thy death.
Conqu'ror of hell, and earth, and sin,
Still with the rebel strive:
Enter my soul, and work within,
And kill and make alive.
More of thy life, and more I have,
As the old Adam dies;
Bury me, Saviour in thy grave,
That I with thee may rise.
Reign in me, Lord, thy foes control,
Who would not own thy sway;
Difuse thing image through me soul,
Shine to the perfect day.
Scatter the last remains of sin,
And seal me thine abode;
O make me glorious all within,
A temple built by God.
The Methodist Pocket Hymn-Book. New York:
J. Soule and T. Mason Publishing Co., 1818.
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