7,7,7,7 "I commune with mine own heart." -- Psalm 77:6. Ere another step I take In my wilful wandering way, Still I have a choice to make -- Shall I alter while I may? Patient love is waiting still In my Savior's heart for me; Love to bend my froward will, Love to make me really free. Far from Him, what can I gain? Want and shame, and bondage vile -- Better far to bear the pain Of His yoke a little while. Soon I might its comfort find; Soon my thankful heart might cry, "In Thy meek obedient mind, As Thou walkest so would I." In His paths what could I lack? God's own hand my cup would fill; Hark! my Savior calls me back -- Shall I turn with all my will? Still His wisdom I may get -- Learn to labor while I pray. Striving till my feet be set Firmly in the narrow way. |