1 Jesus, thine all victorious love
shed in my heart abroad;
then shall my feet no longer rove,
rooted and fixed in God.
2 O that in me the sacred fire
might now begin to glow;
burn up the dross of base desire
and make the mountains flow!
3 O that it now from heaven might fall
and all my sins consume!
Come, Holy Ghost, for thee I call,
Spirit of burning, come!
4 Refining fire, go through my heart,
illuminate my soul;
scatter thy life through every part
and sanctify the whole.
