Song Name: | Jesus Lord I'm captured by thy beauty | By: | Unknown |
Posted By: | torestre | Difficulty: | Beginner |
Key: | C | Genre: | Religious |
Harp Type: | Diatonic | ||
Created: | 2012-11-12 05:45:05 | Modified: | 0000-00-00 00:00:00 |
Song: | This song is known as Blott En Dag in Swedish and Norwegian. It is already tabbed as Blott en Dag here, so I will not repeat the Swedish lyrics. Jesus Lord, I'm captured by Thy beauty, 5-4 4 4 44 -4 5 5-4 All my heart to Thee I open wide; -4 4 -3 -3 -3 4 -4-3 4 Now set free from all religious duty, 5 -4 4 4 4 4-45 5-4 Only let me in Thyself abide. -44 -3 -3 -3 4-4 -34 As I'm gazing here upon Thy glory, 5 -5 66 6 67 -7 -7-6 Fill my heart with radiancy divine; -4 5 -5 -5 -5-66 -55 Saturate me, Lord, I now implore Thee, 5-44 4 4 4 -4 55 -4 Mingle now Thy Spirit, Lord, with mine. -44 -3 -3 -34 -4 -3 4 Shining One�how clear the sky above me! Son of Man, I see Thee on the throne! Holy One, the flames of God consume me, Till my being glows with Thee alone. Lord, when first I saw Thee in Thy splendor, All self-love and glory sank in shame; Now my heart its love and praises render, Tasting all the sweetness of Thy name. Precious Lord, my flask of alabaster Gladly now I break in love for Thee; I anoint Thy head, Beloved Master; Lord, behold, I've saved the best for Thee. Dearest Lord, I waste myself upon Thee; Loving Thee, I'm deeply satisfied. Love outpoured from hidden depths within me, Costly oil, dear Lord, I would provide. My Beloved, come on spices' mountain; How I yearn to see Thee face to face. Drink, dear Lord, from my heart's flowing fountain, Till I rest fore'er in Thine embrace. Not alone, O Lord, do I adore Thee, But with all the saints as Thy dear Bride; Quickly come, our love is waiting for Thee; Jesus Lord, Thou wilt be satisfied. |