1 | Lord, in Thy presence silent I would be, |
| That in the inmost I to Thee may come; |
| I would not in my own way pray to Thee, |
| But let Thy prayer in me my prayer become. |
2 | It seems Thou art in heaven hearing me, |
| But right within my spirit Thou dost dwell; |
| It seems that I am praying unto Thee, |
| But really from Thyself the prayers do well. |
3 | When, Lord, no words my burden can express, |
| My spirit with Thy Spirit deeply groans; |
| Not verbally I then my plea address, |
| But Thou dost pray within with words unknown. |
4 | I would inhale Thee, Lord, een as I breathe, |
| And eat and drink Thee as my life supply. |
| A deeper fellowship with Thee bequeath |
| That Thou express Thyself through me thereby. |
5 | Here in this fellowship Thy light doth shine, |
| Thy precious blood doth cleanse and make me clean; |
| May I not only, Lord, Thy light enshrine, |
| But may Thou be expressed and clearly seen. |
6 | Thy oil anoints me here in every way, |
| Anointing Thee within unceasingly; |
| I more decrease, Thou more increase each day, |
| Thus full expression Thou shalt have through me. |
7 | Myself I open that Thou may flow in; |
| Opning myself to others, Lord, flow out; |
| By such a stream, the fellowship within, |
| Thou, Lord, expressed will be my life throughout. |