I asked the Lord that I might grow
In faith and love and ev'ry grace
Might more of His salvation know
And seek more earnestly His face
'Twas He who taught me thus to pray
And He, I trust, has answered prayer
But it has been in such a way
As almost drove mt to despair.
I hoped that in some favored hour
At once he'd answer my request
And by his love's constraining pow'r
Subdue my sins and give me rest.
Instead of this, He made me feel
The hidden evils of my heart
And let the angry pow'rs of hell
Assault my soul in ev'ry part
Yea, more with His own hand He seemed
Intent to aggravate my woe
Crossed all the fair designs I schemed
Humbled my heart and laid me low
"Lord, why is this," I trembling cried,
"Wilt thou pursue Thy worm to death?"
"'Tis in this way," the Lord replied,
"I answer prayer for grace and faith.
These inward trials I employ
From self and pride to set thee free
And break the schemes of earthly joy
That thou mayest find thy all in Me."
And break the schemes of
earthly joy
That thou mayest find
thy all in Me."
For the sake of readers who are viewing on equipment too small to read the inscription on the final image and cannot magnify it either, it reads: "IN HONOR OF ALL THE FAITHFUL SERVANTS OF GOD WHO HAVE CALLED MISSIONARY ACRES THEIR HOME. I THESSALONIANS 5:24. I wonder what that verse is? Lemme go read it.