Where has my slumbering spirit been

Verse 1
Where has my slumb’ring spirit been,
So late emerging into light? (Rom. 13:11-12, Eph. 5:14)
So imperceptible, within,
The weight of this Egyptian night! (Ex. 10:21-23)

Verse 2
Where have they hid the WORLD so long,
So late presented to my view?
Wretch! Tho’ myself increas’d the throng, (Rom. 7:24)
Myself a part I never knew.

Verse 3
Secure beneath its shade I sat,
To me were all its favours shown:
I could not taste its scorn or hate;
Alas, it ever lov’d its own! (John 15:18-19)

Verse 4
Jesus, if half discerning now,
From thee I gain this glimm’ring light,
Retouch my eyes, anoint them thou, (Mark 8:22-25)
And grant me to receive my sight. (Isa. 61:1, Luke 4:18, Mark 10:51, Luke 18:41-42, John 9:11, Acts 9:17-18, Eph. 1:18)

Verse 5
O may I of thy grace obtain
The world with other eyes to see:
Its judgments false, its pleasures vain, (Ecc. 2:10-11, I John 2:16-17)
Its friendship enmity with thee. (James 4:4)

Verse 6
Delusive world, thy hour is past, (I Cor. 7:31)
The folly of thy wisdom shew! (I Cor. 1:20, I Cor. 3:19)
It cannot now retard my haste,
I leave thee for the holy few.

Verse 7
No! Thou blind leader of the blind, (Matt. 15:14, Luke 6:39)
I bow my neck to thee no more; (Gal. 5:1)
I cast thy glories all behind, (Phil. 3:7-8)
And slight thy smiles, and dare thy pow’r.

Verse 8
Excluded from my Saviour’s pray’r, (John 17:9)
Stain’d, yet not hallow’d, with his blood, (Matt. 27:24-25, Heb. 13:12)
Shalt thou my fond affection share,
Shalt thou divide my heart with God? (Matt. 6:24, James 4:4, I John 2:15)

Verse 9
No! Tho’ it rouze thy utmost rage,
Eternal enmity I vow:
Tho’ hell with thine its pow’rs engage,
Prepar’d I meet your onset now. (Eph. 6:11-13)

Verse 10
Load me with scorn, reproach and shame; (I Pet. 2:21-23, Heb. 11:26, Heb. 12:2, Heb. 13:13)
My patient Master’s portion give; (John 15:20)
As evil still cast out my name, (Matt. 5:11, Luke 6:22)
Nor suffer such a wretch to live. (Acts 22:22)

Verse 11
Set to thy seal that I am his; (II Tim. 2:19)
Vile as my Lord I long to be:
My hope, my crown, my glory this,
Dying to conquer sin and thee! (Rom. 6:6-7)