Prone to wander
Lord, I feel it
Prone to leave the God I love
Here’s my heart, oh,
Take and seal it
Seal it for Thy courts above.
When I woke, Lord,
A new sinner
I knew not Your lovely face.
Only from Thine drawing near me
Have I knowledge of Your grace.
Cast out in my hate of goodness
In my chains I sought out life
While unknowingly, link by link,
Bound my own hands down to my side.
Being lover of the darkness
Became blinded by the light
And by loosing all my vision
Regained gift of precious sight.
Oh my God who won’t abandon
Even in a sinners flail
To earn grace of great approval
Attempts proved to no avail.
Oh the sufferings I have once known
Long forgotten, far behind
Let me then, forever praise you,
Bind my wandering heart to Thine.