Christ My Song - 969
Feelest thou disquiet, care, unrest - Give Me thine Heart
(Charlotte Elliott/Johannes Thomas Rüegg)
Give Me thine Heart.
Proverbs 23,26.
1. Feelest thou disquiet, care, unrest,
scarce knowing why so sad thou art?
In God alone can man find rest:
give him thine heart. PDF - Midi
2. Deemest thou thy bosom's secret woes
peculiar, from all else apart?
Thy case he intimately knows:
give him thine heart.
3. Oft doth the painful thought arise,
that, slighted, misconceived, thou art?
God knows thee, loves, will not despise:
give him thine heart.
4. Sailest thou alone o'er life's rough sea,
without a home, a friend, a chart?
Thy friend, guide, haven, God will be:
give him thine heart.
5. Dost thou some hopeless sorrow feel,
some wound from Death's unpitying dart?
Thy God will bind it up, and heal:
give him thine heart.
6. Are there some griefs thou canst not tell,
not to the dearest friends impart?
Thy God will understand them well:
give him thine heart.
7. Oh! when without reserve 'tis given,
wholly surrendered, every part,
there shines within the dawn of heaven:
give him thine heart.
Charlotte Elliott, Selections from the Poems of Charlotte Elliott, 165-166.
(Slightly adapted; orig. title: My Son, give Me thine Heart. - 2,1: Deem'st - 4,1: Sail'st.)