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Milgrove was Precentor of the Countess of Huntingdon's Chapel in Bath (see illustration). This setting comes from his first (of three) collections of "hymns as they are sung at the Right Honourable the Countess of Huntingdon's chappel in Bath". The general congregation (sometimes divided into men and women) should sing the Air, accompanying harmonies to be taken by the choir.
Lyrics: Maria Theresa Stonehouse
Take my poor heart just as it is,
Set up therein thy throne;
So shall I love Thee above all,
And live to Thee alone.
Complete thy work, and crown thy grace,
That I may faithful prove:
And listen to that small still voice
Which only whispers love;
Which teaches me what is thy will,
And tells me what to do;
Which covers me with shame, when I
Do not thy will pursue.
This unction may I ever feel,
This teaching from my Lord;
And learn obedience to thy voice,
Thy soft reviving word.
Take my poor heart just as it is,
Set up therein thy throne;
So shall I love Thee above all,
And live to Thee alone.
Complete thy work, and crown thy grace,
That I may faithful prove:
And listen to that small still voice
Which only whispers love;
Which teaches me what is thy will,
And tells me what to do;
Which covers me with shame, when I
Do not thy will pursue.
This unction may I ever feel,
This teaching from my Lord;
And learn obedience to thy voice,
Thy soft reviving word.