p. 1 | SPIRITUAL WANTS by Sol

Publishing Committee · Battle Creek, Mich. · Apr 16, 1857

SPIRITUAL WANTS.

By Sol

I want that sacred flame of love to God, Which every meaner passion shall subdue; That, like the sun, diffuses all abroad, And leads spectators to admire it too.

I want a full release from every sin, From all its guilt and captivating powers, From all that keen distress I feel within Which racks my waking and my sleeping hours.

I want the smiles of His beloved face, In whom my hopes and comforts only live; The sacred influence, the saving grace, Which he has purchased and alone can give.

I want the blessed Spirit near my heart To purify and change that loathsome waste. O that my God would energy impart, And let my soul his new creation taste.

I want that wisdom that is from above, To teach me when to speak and what conceal. The serpent well attemper'd with the dove, And pious prudence mixed with fervent zeal.

I want more gratitude for what I have. O that my God would this desire fulfill; And when he sinks my comforts in the grave, Grant me more resignation to his will.

I want afflictions that have larger scope, To render all my duties more devout; I want a stronger faith, a brighter hope, To silence and to banish every doubt.

I want, alas! I want, I know not what: Established grace and permanent delight, (My wants exceed the bounds of human thought,) How I may live and how expire aright.

But if my suit in part must be denied, My sorrow will prepare for joys to come, Then every want shall more than be complete, And my poor weary soul shall rest at home.