1 Make me a captive, Lord,
and then I shall be free;
force me to render up my sword,
and I shall conqueror be.
2 I sink in life's alarms
when by myself I stand;
imprison me within thine arms,
and strong shall be my hand.
3 My will is not my own
till thou hast made it thine;
if it would reach a monarch's throne,
it must its crown resign.
4 I only stand unbent
amid the clashing strife
when on thy bosom I have leaned
and found in thee my life.
