'Tis a point I long to knowJohn Newton, 1779'Tis a point I long to know,Oft it causes anxious thought;Do I love the Lord or no?Am I His, or am I not?If I love, why am I thus?Why this dull and lifeless frame?Hardly sure can they be worse,Who have never heard His name!Could my heart so hard remain,Prayer a task and burden prove,Every trifle give me pain,If I knew the Savior's love?When I turn my eyes within,All is dark and vain and wild;Filled with unbelief and sin,Can I deem myself a child?If I pray, or hear, or read,Sin is mixed with all I do!You who love the Lord indeed,Tell me, Is it thus with you?Yet I mourn my stubborn will,Find my sin a grief and thrall;Should I grieve for what I feel,If I did not love at all?Could I joy His saints to meet,Choose the ways I once abhorred,Find at times, the promise sweet,If I did not love the Lord?Lord decide the doubtful case!You who are Your people's sun,Shine upon Your work of grace,If it is indeed begun.Let me love You more and more,If I love at all, I pray;If I have not loved before,Help me to begin today!