1  Lord, Thou knowest all the hunger

       Of the heart that seeks Thee now;

    How my soul hath long been craving

       What Thou only canst bestow.

 2  Failure in my walk and witness,

       Failure in my work I see;

    Fruitless toil, un-Christlike living,

       Calling forth no praise to Thee.

 3  Now to Thee my soul confesses

       All its failure, all its sin;

    All the pride, the self-contentment,

       All the "secret faults" within.

 4  Save me from myself, my Father,

       From each subtle form of pride;

    Lead me now with Christ to Calvary,

       Show me I with Him have died.

 5  No more let it be my working,

       Nor my wisdom, love, or power,

    But the life of Jesus only,

       Passing through me hour by hour.

 6  Let the fulness of Thy Spirit

       Resting on Him cover me,

    That the witness borne to others.

       May bring glory, Lord, to Thee.

 7  Father, in Thy Son's Name, pleading,

       I believe my prayer is heard;

    And I praise Thee for the answer,

       Resting simply on Thy word.