Verse 1
Dost thou request a feeble worm,
To touch the sky, t’ arrest the storm,
The mountains to remove:
Dost thou command what cannot be,
That thine apostate creature, thee
I should entirely love?

Verse 2
Have I ability t’ obey,
Why should I then one moment stay?
Compell’d, alas! I own,
Forc’d by ten thousand efforts vain,
There is no pow’r in fallen man,
To love a God unknown.

Verse 3
The power must then from thee proceed,
If thee I even love indeed;
The thing thy laws enjoin,
Thy Spirit must in me fulfil,
Who ask, according to thy will,
The precious grace divine.

Verse 4
If all who will receive it, may,
I humbly for the blessing pray,
To poorest beggars given:
With strength of infinite desire
I nothing but thy love require,
Of all in earth, or heav’n.

Verse 5
What shall I say my suit to gain?
Father, regard that heavenly man,
Who groan’d on Calvary!
Who paid my ransom on the cross,
And ever lives to plead my cause,
And asks thy love for me.

Verse 6
In honour of th’ incarnate God,
The gift he purchas’d with his blood,
Father, on me bestow!
That loving thee with all my heart,
And thus made ready to depart,
I to thy arms may go.