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Thirsting for God: Sight of The Cross (William Cowper)

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Thirsting for God: Sight of The Cross (William Cowper)

(From The Blue Fish Project)

I thirst, but not as once I did,
The vain delights of earth to share;
Thy words, Immanuel, all forbid
That I should seek my pleasure there.

It was the sight of thy dear cross
First weaned my soul from earthly thing
And taught me to esteem as dross
The mirth of fools and pomp of kings

I want that grace that springs from thee,
That quickens all things where it flows,
And makes a wretched thorn like me,
Bloom as the myrtle or the rose.

Dear fountain of delight unknown,
No longer sink below the brim:
But overflow and pour me down
A living and life-giving stream.

For sure, of all the plants that share
The notice of thy Father’s eye,
None proves less grateful to his care,
Or yields him meaner fruit than I.

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As in that Upper Room You Left Your Seat

As in that upper room you left your seat
and took a towel and chose a servant’s part,
so for today, Lord, wash again my feet,
who in your mercy died to cleanse my heart.

I bow before you, all my sin confessed,
to hear again the words of love you said;
and at your table, as your honored guest,
I take and eat the true and living Bread.

So in remembrance of your life laid down
I come to praise you for your grace divine;
saved by your cross, and subject to your crown,
strengthened for service by this bread and wine.

—Timothy Dudley-Smith (1993), from A HOUSE OF PRAISE: COLLECTED HYMNS 1961-2001, © 2003 Hope Publishing Company, Carol Stream, IL 60188. All rights reserved. Used by permission. ISBN 0-916642-74-7.

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