Thread by @travisarnett

1. I asked the Lord that I might grow In faith and love and ev'ry grace, Might more of His salvation know, And seek more earnestly His face.

2. 'Twas He who taught me thus to pray, And He, I trust, has answered prayer, But it has been in such a way As almost drove me to despair

3. I hoped that in some favored hour At once He'd answer my request And, by His love's constraining pow'r, Subdue my sins and give me rest,

4. Instead of this, He made me feel The hidden evils of my heart And let the angry pow'rs of Hell Assault my soul in ev'ry part.

5. Yea, more with His own hand He seemed Intent to aggravate my woe, Crossed all the fair designs I schemed, Humbled my heart and laid me low.

6. "Lord, why is this," I trembling cried; "Wilt Thou pursue Thy worm to death?" "Tis in this way," the Lord replied, "I answer prayer

for grace and faith."

7. "These inward trials I employ From self and pride to set thee free And break thy schemes of earthly joy That thou may'st find thy all in Me."

Hymn
"I Asked The Lord That I Might Grow," by John Newton

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