December 28
More like Jesus would I be;
Let my Saviour dwell with me,
Fill my soul with peace and love,
Make me gentle as a dove;
More like Jesus, while I go,
Pilgrim in this world below;
Poor in spirit would I be-
Let my Saviour dwell in me.
If He hears the raven’s cry;
If His ever watchful eye
Marks the sparrows when they fall,
Surely He will hear my call,
He will teach me how to live,
All my sinful tho’ts forgive;
Pure in heart I still would be-
Let my Saviour dwell in me.
More like Jesus when I pray,
More like Jesus day by day,
May I rest me by His side,
Where the tranquil waters glide;
Born of Him, thro’ grace renewed,
By His love my will subdued,
Rich in faith I still would be-
Let my Saviour dwell in me.
Fanny J. Crosby
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