{Give Me Thine Heart!
ROLLAND-William Batchelder Bradbury
Give Me Thine Heart!
}
Wherever we may go, by night or day,
A loving voice within doth gently say:
My son, from ev'ry way of sin depart;
Be Satan's slave no more, "Give Me thy heart!"
Chorus "Give Me thy heart, give Me thy heart;
O weary, wand'ring child, give Me thy heart."
Slight not that voice so kind, but gladly hear,
And choose the Lord today, while He is near;
He will His pard'ning love to thee impart;
Oh, hear Him calling still, "Give Me thy heart!"
We may have chosen long from Him to roam.
Yet He will welcome us, if we but come;
Oh, may we not delay, but quickly start-
While Jesus sayeth still, "Give Me thy heart!"