Our
strength is but a broken cistern
But
you’re
an overflowing stream
We
set our
minds on things below
And
pursue
frivolous
dreams
Turn
us,
turn us, mighty God,
And
mold our souls afresh;
Break,
sovereign grace, these hearts of stone,
And
give us hearts of flesh.
Let
every
wall that we erect
Provoke
our weeping eyes,
And
hourly as new mercies fall
Let
hourly thanks arise.
This
is our
lamentation
This
is our
deep regret
Forbid
that we should
waste your
grace
As
we are doing yet.
Devastated
and undone
It
is to you I run
I
cast
myself on You
And Your
mercies
come anew
But
to bend is my desire Break me if that is required
Lord
hear my lament And give me grace to repent
We
invest such energy in things that pass away
The
wood and hay and stubble will all soon decay
Avert
our minds and set them on the unseen things above
The
good the true the beautiful and
the pursuit
of love
Crush
my haughty
spirit and decimate my pride
Your
flame, let me draw near it so i am purified
Help
me hate my sinfulness
until
I learn to mourn
The
things that grieve your
Spirit I would
scorn.
Devastated
and undone
It
is to you I run
I
cast
myself on You
And Your
mercies
come anew
But
to bend is my desire Break me if that is required
Lord
hear my lament And give me grace to repent
Change
our laughter to mourning
we
would
grieve,
and
mourn
and wail.
Turn
our
joy into
gloom
and
Make
our
best devices fail
When
we drink of this
worlds prizes
we
drink a bitter cup
But
if we humble
ourselves
before the Lord,
then
he will lift us
up.
You
would transform my
humble state
Conform
me
to Your
Son
Subect
me to your goodness
And
I will be undone
Raise
me up
from
daily
death
to
life There
is no greater pleasure
Your
word
is life and breath
so
make
your
presence
my great treasure
Devastated and undone It is to you I run
I cast myself on You And Your mercies come anew
But to bend is my desire Break me if that is required
Lord hear my lament And give me grace to repent
Lines
3-6 from Isaac Watts
Anthony
Foster
October
28, 2018
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