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Make Me A Captive Christian Song Lyrics

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Make Me A Captive Christian Song Lyrics in English

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 its master find;
it has no spring of action sure,
it varies with the wind.
It cannot freely move,
’til Thou hast 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 wants the needed fire to glow,
it wants 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.

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Make Me A Captive Christian Song Lyrics

Make Me A Captive Christian Song Lyrics

Make Me A Captive Christian Song Lyrics in English

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 its master find;
it has no spring of action sure,
it varies with the wind.
It cannot freely move,
’til Thou hast 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 wants the needed fire to glow,
it wants 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.