求主把我捆绑，我才得着释放；愿主迫我向主缴械，我才得胜奏捷；当我倚靠自己，我就失败危亟；当主膀臂将我监禁，我手就更有劲。
Make me a captive, Lord,
And then I shall be free;
Force me to render up my sword,
And I shall conq'ror be.
I sink in life's alarms
When by myself I stand,
Imprison me within Thine arms,
And strong shall be my hand.

我心未交主时，真是软弱愚痴，自己所愿自己不行，万事漂流无定；主若未加锁链，就难自由进前，求主慈爱将它奴隶，它才会得能力。
My heart is weak and poor
Until it master find:
It has no spring of action sure,
It varies with the wind;
It cannot freely move
Till Thou hast wrought its chain;
Enslave it with Thy matchless love,
And deathless it shall reign.

我的生命未死，终身总是丧失：胜少败多，实无能力，时为肉体叹息。我若没有死过，我就难以活着，求主使我脱离自己，才会完全得你。
My power is faint and low
Till I have learned to serve:
It wants the needed fire to glow,
It wants the breeze to nerve;
It cannot drive the world
Until itself be driven;
Its flag can only be unfurled
When Thou shalt breathe from heaven.

我今认识了你，也略知道自己，所以今后真不愿意再借天然能力。求主永远的灵，使我生命全钉，使我治死肉体行为，主兴盛，我衰微。
My will is not my own
Till Thou hast made it Thine;
If it would reach the monarch's throne
It must its crown resign;
It only stands unbent
Amid the clashing strife,
When on Thy bosom it has leant,
And found in Thee its life.