Give Me thy heart, and let thine eyes delight in My ways.
Proverbs 23:26
Words: Mrs. B. A. Perrigo, in Sparkling Rubies, edited by Asa Hull & Harry Sanders (New York: Hull, 1871), page 76.
Music: Qinghai Harry Sanders (🔊 pdf nwc).
If you know Perrigo’s full name, or where to get a good photo of her or Sanders (head & shoulders, at least 200×300 pixels),
Give Me thy heart,
the sweet words fall
Like whispered music on the ear;
Give Me thy heart,
the pleading call
Floats like a harp-note soft and clear.
Give Me thy heart,
Give Me thy heart.
And when the noontide scatters ’round,
Its golden tints, its richest hues,
Then, then is heard the self-same sound,
Give Me thy heart,
do not refuse.
Give Me thy heart,
Give Me thy heart.
O, ’tis the Lord who speaks to thee
So kindly. Canst thou from Him stay?
He woos thee yet more tenderly,
Give Me thy heart,
without delay.
Give God thy heart, be His alone;
Love, work and watch and strive and pray
That when His will in thee is done,
That heart already His, shall say—
Take Thou Thine own,
Take Thou Thine own.