O Lord, through all the years I’ve been under Your word,
Yet the rate of growth matched not Your grace.
I have heard very much, yet how deep have I been touched;
O Lord, please hear my cry—grow apace!
Yet the rate of growth matched not Your grace.
I have heard very much, yet how deep have I been touched;
O Lord, please hear my cry—grow apace!
In the earlier years when Your love felt so strong;
To pursue just felt easy, worthwhile.
Now I’ve journeyed so long, with the wind contrary, strong;
I’m afraid I might drift in a while.
To pursue just felt easy, worthwhile.
Now I’ve journeyed so long, with the wind contrary, strong;
I’m afraid I might drift in a while.
May Your building, O Lord, measure me, be my light,
All my living and serving to prove.
Draw me nigh day and night, minist’ring to Your delight;
Lord, initiate my every move.
All my living and serving to prove.
Draw me nigh day and night, minist’ring to Your delight;
Lord, initiate my every move.