Make me a captive, Lord, and then I shall be free
Force me to render up my sword, and I shall conqueror be
I sink in life's alarms when by myself I stand
Imprison me within Thine arms, and strong shall be my hand.
My heart is weak and poor until it master find
It has no spring of action sure, it varies with the wind
It cannot freely move till Thou has wrought its chain
Enslave it with Thy matchless love, and deathless it shall reign.
My power is faint and low till I have learned to serve
It lacks the needed fire to glow, it lacks the breeze to nerve
It cannot drive the world until itself be driven
Its flag can only be unfurled when Thou shalt breathe from heaven
My will is not my own till Thou hast made it Thine
If it would reach a monarch's throne, it must its crown resign
It only stands unbent amid the clashing strife
When on Thy bosom it has leant, and found in Thee its life.
About the Gospel Song Make Me A Captive Lord
The Gospel song, "Make Me A Captive, Lord" was written by George Matheson in 1890.
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