Poetry ~ Any Carmichael, Consume Our Dross

Lord, Thou hast said, "seek ye my face." 
O Lord of love, and Lord of grace,
We cannot lift our hearts to Thee
Till Thou hast cleansed us thoroughly.

O turn Thy hand upon us Lord,
And search us with Thy powerful word.
And by the virtue of Thy Cross
Consume and cleans away our dross.

Amy Carmichael

How true it is that we must be made clean in order for our hearts to desire a God who cleans. Our hearts are so desperately wicked. Praise God he has taken away my dross, by taking my place of on the cross.

Now let us, with. Lean hearts seek the face of the lord of love…

S. T. 
Acts 20:24
"But, none of these things move me..."

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