Tempters from Tempters by Preson Phillips

This yearning soul, with fondness ever turning
This yearning soul, unfaithful as it were
Shall drop an anchor deep beneath the churning
This yearning soul, God holds it firm

My penchant grows for humble adoration
When light, it shines, though dusk has made me prey
Then cries my soul, in joyous abnegation
Lord take my soul, and mould it in thy way

Close up my heart like a flower
When tempters are looming
Bid me open when bright shines the sun
Fashion like iron
My footing
Let me stand where unaided men fall

Though light, it shines, mine eyes are prone to wander
Though love is true, my flesh succumbs to lies
And like a coin, when held before my eye lids
Obstructs the mount, from where my soul resides

Close up my heart like a flower
When tempters are looming
Bid me open when bright shines the sun
Fashion like iron
My footing
Let me stand where unaided men fall
And when they fall
May we reach out the hand of forgiveness
That our Father has seen us receive
Carving sinners and saints out a place at the
table to eat

The break of day, the darkness now retreating
And poised to lead, he takes me by the hand
From bended knee, I rise with fear receding
He leads me home, I scarce can keep it in!

Close up my heart like a flower
When tempters are looming
Bid me open when bright shines the sun
Fashion like iron
My footing
Let me stand where unaided men fall
Don’t let me fall
Don’t let me fall
Don’t let me fall
Don’t let me fall
Don’t let me fall

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