Within My Heart O Lord Fulfill


Within my heart, O Lord, fulfil
The purpose of thy death and pain,
That all may know thou livest still
In blood-washed hearts to rule and reign.

O Lord, I gaze upon thy face,
That suffering face so marred for me;
Touched by the wonders of thy grace
My heart in love goes out to thee.

O Saviour, by thy bleeding form
The world is crucified to me;
Thy loving heart, so rent and torn,
Thy suffering bids me share with thee.

‘Twas on the cross thou didst redeem
My soul from sin and dark despair;
‘Tis near the cross I would be seen,
And welcome every sinner there.