Wilt thou be made whole?@John 5:6

G. B. Fields, in Hymns of the Chris­tian Life No. 3, ed­it­ed by Al­bert B. Simp­son, May A. Ste­phens & Mar­ga­ret M. Simp­son (New York: Al­li­ance Press, 1904), num­ber 58 (🔊 pdf nwc).

Oh, ’twas heaven to my soul
When the Savior made me whole
By His love from above!
When He whispered, Peace, be still!
And subdued my stubborn will,
Glory shone from the throne.

Refrain

Why not seek for a fuller blessing?
Why still cling to the mire and clay?
With His storehouse so full of treasure,
Why go on in the same old way?

Oft we have a foretaste here
Of the glory over there,
And we sing to our king
As we walk by His dear side
And to Him our love confide,
Day by day, all the way.

Refrain

Oh, ’tis heaven to the soul,
And ’tis joy beyond control
To abide at His side!
Why not now your all forsake
And God’s richer blessing take?
’Tis for thee, full and free.

Refrain