Search Me, O God, My Actions Try,
And Let My Life Appear
As Seen By Thine All-Searching Eye
To Mine My Ways Make Clear.

Search All My Sense, And Know My Heart,
Who Only Canst Make Known ;
And Let The Deep, The Hidden Part
To Me Be Fully Shown.

Throw Light Into The Darkened Cells,
Where Passion Reigns Within ;
Quicken My Conscience Till It Feels
The Loathsomeness Of Sin.

Search All My Thoughts, The Secret Springs,
The Motives That Control ;
The Chambers Where Polluted Things
Hold Empire O’er The Soul.

Search, Till Thy Fiery Glance Has Cast
Its Holy Light Through All,
And I By Grace Am Brought At Last
Before Thy Face To Fall.

Thus Prostrate I Shall Learn Of Thee
What Now I Feebly Prove
That God Alone In Christ Can Be
Unutterable Love !