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Jesus Lord, I'm captured by Thy beauty.
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| 1. | Jesus Lord, I'm captured by Thy beauty. |
| | All my heart to Thee I open wide; |
| | Now set free from all religious duty, |
| | Only let me in Thyself abide. |
| | As I'm gazing here upon Thy glory, |
| | Fill my heart with radiancy divine; |
| | Saturate me, Lord, I now implore Thee, |
| | Mingle now Thy Spirit, Lord, with mine. |
| 2. | Shining One-how clear the sky above me! |
| | Son of Man, I see Thee on the throne! |
| | Holy One, the flames of God consume me, |
| | Till my being glows with Thee alone. |
| | Lord, when first I saw Thee in Thy splendor, |
| | All self-love and glory sank in shame; |
| | Now my heart its love and praises render, |
| | Tasting all the sweetness of Thy name. |
| 3. | Precious Lord, my flask of alabaster |
| | Gladly now I break in love for Thee; |
| | I anoint Thy head, Beloved Master; |
| | Lord, behold, I've saved the best for Thee. |
| | Dearest Lord, I waste myself upon Thee; |
| | Loving Thee, I'm deeply satisfied. |
| | Love outpoured from hidden depths within |
| | me, |
| | Costly oil, dear Lord, I would provide. |
| 4. | My Beloved, come on spices' mountain; |
| | How I yearn to see Thee face to face. |
| | Drink, dear Lord, from my heart's flowing |
| | fountain, |
| | Till I rest fore'er in Thine embrace. |
| | Not alone, O Lord, do I adore Thee, |
| | But with all the saints as Thy dear Bride; |
| | Quickly come, our love is waiting for Thee; |
| | Jesus Lord, Thou wilt be satisfied. |