Verse 1

DEEPEN the wound Thy hands have made In this weak, helpless soul; Till mercy, with its balmy aid, Descends to make me whole.

Verse 2

The sharpness of Thy two-edged sword Enable me to endure; Till bold to say: My hallowing Lord Hath wrought a perfect cure.

Verse 3

I see the exceeding broad command, Which all contains in one: Enlarge my heart to understand The mystery unknown.

Verse 4

O that with all Thy saints I might By sweet experience prove What is the length, and breadth, and height, And depth, of perfect love!

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