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Come, Lord, from above,
The mountains remove,
Overturn all that hinders the course of thy love;
My bosom inspire,
Inkindle the fire,
And wrap my whole soul in the flames of desire:
I languish and pine
For the comfort divine:
O when shall I say, my beloved is mine!
I have chose the good part,
My portion thou art,
O love, I have found thee, O God, in my heart!
For this my heart sighs,
Nothing else can suffice:
How, Lord, shall I purchase the pearl of great price?
It cannot be bought:
And thou know'st I have nought,
Not an action, a word, or a truly good thought.
But I hear a voice say,
Without money ye may
Receive it, whoever have nothing to pay:
Who on Jesus relies,
Without money or price
The pearl of forgiveness and holiness buys.
The blessing is free:
So, Lord, let it be;
I yield that thy love should be given to me.
I freely receive
What thou freely dost give,
And consent in thy love, in thy Eden, to live.
The gift I embrace,
The giver I praise,
And ascribe my salvation to Jesus's grace:
It comes from above,
The foretaste I prove,
And I soon shall receive all thy fulness of love.
