Hymns Pileup 4


1. Lord, it seems
That I fail and fail again.
I see Your face,
But then the veils return again.
Emotion’s stirred, but there’s no change in me.
I’m living in my soul; I have to learn
A little more, each day, O Lord, to turn.

2. Lord, I know
That I’ve truly seen You, but
The vision fades;
I look away to other things.
Remind me, Lord, reveal Yourself to me,
That from my idols I would be set free.
A little more, each day, I want to see.


3. Lord, my mind
Is occupied with many things--
This thorny age,
With all of its anxieties.
My faith is weak; I’m caught up in my cares.
I need to learn to tell it all to You!
A little more, each day, my mind renew.

4. Lord, my will
Is resistant to Your touch.
Disarm me, Lord;
Don’t let me win against Your grace.
I turn my eyes and see Your patient love--
What can I do but stop and come to You?
A little more, each day, my will subdue.

5. Lord, I pray,
Make me desperate for You.
Keep drawing me
And training me to hear Your voice.
Lord, even though my progress is so slow,
You’re by my side; You will not let me go.
A little more, each day, I’d love You so.
A little more, each day, and I will grow.

A little more each day - (JP, JP, LJ, MM, JC)

The Son of God is in my spirit.
But my mind, emotion, will
Have not been conformed yet.
So, I thank God that I’m under the process
Of conformation
To the image 
Of the Son of God.

The law of life in me is spreading.
Thus, my mind, emotion, will
He's now conforming.
So, I open to His working within me
Til my whole being
Bears the image
Of the Son of God.

The life of God in me is reigning,
And my natural life in Adam
Is always dying;
Now Christ person is maturing within us,
As Christ’s own Body,
A duplication
Of the Son of God.

The Son of God is in My Spirit

Iʼm a wild rose, wild rose of Sharon,
And I am like a lily of the valleys.
So is my love among the daughters,
I am a lily among the thorns.

As the apple tree among the trees,
Is my Beloved among the sons.
In His shade delighted I sat down,
And His fruit was sweet, was sweet to my
taste.

Song of Songs 2:1-3

"Your people will offer themselves willingly / In the day of Your warfare, / In the splendor of their consecration. / Your young men will be to You / Like the dew from the womb of the dawn." (Psalms 110:3) Recovery Version

Psa. 110:3

"For as many promises of God as there are, in Him is the Yes; therefore also through Him is the Amen to God, for glory through us to God. But the One who firmly attaches us with you unto Christ and has anointed us is God," (2 Corinthians 1:20-21) Recovery Version

2 Cor. 1:20-21

1
Jesus, fair Thou art to me,
More than gems most treasured,
Purely, sweetly charming me,
My delight and pleasure!

 	Thou art fair! Thou art fair!
	Thou my heart hast captured!
	Keep me here forevermore,
	With Thee, Lord, enraptured!

2
More than jewels I’ve seen before,
Charming, mesmerizing;
As I’m dazzled, drawn e’en more,
Joy as dawn is rising.

3
Stone that ne’er shall age or change,
My fresh love restoring;
Daily I anticipate
Facets new each morning!

4
Jesus, Thou art loveliest!
Precious, matchless treasure!
Shine in Thine exquisiteness,
Clear and bright forever!

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A little more each day - (JP, JP, LJ, MM, JC)

Jhapet Padre