When My Savior Shall I Be


When, my Saviour, shall I be
Perfectly conformed to thee?
Poor and vile in my own eyes,
Only in thy wisdom wise;

Only thee content to know,
Ignorant of all below;
Only guided by thy light,
Only mighty in thy might?

Fully in my life express
All the hights of holiness;
Sweetly let my spirit prove
All the depths of humble love.