Hymn
Desiring to love CHRIST
Words: Watts, Isaac, 1674-1748
Come let me love; or is my Mind Harden'd to Stone, or froze to ice! I see the blessed fair one bend, And stoop t' embrace me from the skies.
O! 'tis a Thought would melt a Rock, And make an Heart of Iron move, That those sweet Lips, that heav'nly Look, Should seek and Wish a Mortal's Love.
I was a Traytor doom'd to Fire, Bound to sustain Eternal pains; He flew on Wings of strong Desire, Assum'd my Guilt, and took my Chains.
Infinite Grace! Almighty Charms! Stand in amaze O Earth and Skies! JESUS the GOD with naked Arms, Hangs on a Cross of Love and dies.
Did Pity ever stoop so low, Dress'd in Divinity and Blood? Was ever Rebel courted so With Groans of an expiring GOD?
Again he lives, and spreads his Hands, Hands that were nail'd to tort'ring Smart; By these dear Wounds says he; and stands And prays to clasp me to his Heart.
Sure I must Love; or are my Ears Still deaf, nor will my Passions move; Then let me melt this Heart to Tears; This heart shall yield to Death of Love.
Public domain · as printed in The Christians Duty, exhibited, in a series of Hymns: collected from various authors, designed for the worship of God, and for the edification of Christians (1st Ed.), 1791 · text courtesy of Hymnary.org. Wording may differ slightly from your hymn book.