L.M.
1
If Solomon for wisdom prayed,
The Lord before had made him wise;
Else he another choice had made,
And asked for what the worldings prize.
2
Thus He invites His people still,
But first instructs them how to choose,
Then bids them ask whate’er they will,
Assured that He will not refuse.
3
And dost Thou say, “Ask what thou wilt?”
Lord, I would seize the golden hour;
I pray to be released from guilt,
And freed from sin and Satan’s power.
4
More of Thy presence, Lord, impart,
More of Thy image let me bear;
Erect Thy throne within my heart,
And reign without a rival there.
5
Give me to read my pardon sealed,
And from Thy joy to draw my strength;
To have Thy matchless love revealed
In all its height, and breadth, and length.
6
Grant these requests, I ask no more,
But to Thy care the rest resign;
Sick, or in health, or rich, or poor,
All will be well if Thou art mine.
