Then said I, here am I send me: Isa 6:10
1 Jesus, let Thy splendor
Like a mantle fall
On this waiting spirit,
Whilst I yield Thee all;
Clothe me with Thy beauty,
Bathe me in Thy will,
And with life triumphant
All my nature fill.
Chorus
Fellowship with Jesus
This is victory
They who own his lordship
Know true liberty
2 Give to me vision
Reaching to the throne
Let me see earth’s problems
In that light alone
Tis thy word assures me
All shall work for good,
Things that long have baffled
Soon be understood.
3 Blessed cross Jesus,
I thy pow’r would prove.
Neath thy shadow living.
Naughty this shall move,
Sanctify me wholly,
Purge from every stain
All that makes for bondage
Let it now be slain,
4 Fired with holy passion,
Moved by urge divine
What shall henceforth hinder
Victory being mine?
Men may raise their way cy.
Lift their standards high,
But before love’s challenge
Each vain though shall fly