o lamb of god

O Lamb of God! Thou wonderful sin-bearer,

hard after Thee my soul doth follow on;

as pants the hart for streams in desert dreary,

so pants my soul for Thee, O Thou life-giving One.




At Thy feet I fall, yield Thee up my all,

to suffer, live, or die for my Lord crucified.




I mourn, I mourn the sin that drove Thee from me,

and blackest darkness brought into my soul;

now I renounce the accursed thing that hindered,

and come once more to Thee, to be made fully whole.




Descend the heavens, Thou whom my soul adoreth!

Exchange Thy throne for my poor longing heart;

for Thee, for Thee I watch as for the morning;

no rest or peace is mine from my Saviour apart.




Come, Holy Ghost, Thy mighty aid bestowing,

destroy the works of sin, the self, the pride;

burn, burn in me, my idols overthrowing,

prepare my heart for Him, for my Lord crucified!