Make me a captive, Lord. By George Matheson, 1842 - 1906

1. Make me a captive, Lord.
   And then I shall be free;
   Force me to render up my sword,
   And I shall conq'ror be.
   I sink in life's alarms
   When by myself I stand,
   Imprison me within Thine arms,
   And strong shall be my hand.
2. My heart is weak and poor
   Until it master find:
   It has no spring of action sure,
   It varies with the wind;
   It cannot freely move
   Till Thou hast wrought its chain;
   Enslave it with Thy matchless love,
   And deathless it shall reign.
3. My power is faint and low
   Till I have learned to serve:
   It wants the needed fire to glow,
   It wants the breeze to nerve;
   It cannot drive the world
   Until itself be driven;
   Its flag can only be unfurled
   When Thou shalt breathe from heaven.
4. My will is not my own
   Till Thou hast made it Thine;
   If it would reach the monarch's throne
   It must its crown resign;
   It only stands unbent
   Amid the clashing strife,
   When on Thy bosom it has leant,
   And found in Thee its life.

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