Hymn: Thou Hidden Love of God

Thou hidden love of God, whose height,
  Whose depth unfathom'd no man knows,
  I see from far thy beauteous light,
  Inly I sigh for thy repose;
  My heart is pain'd, nor can it be
  At rest, till it finds rest in thee.

  Thy secret voice invites me still,
  The sweetness of thy yoke to prove:
  And fain I would: but tho' my will
  Seem fix'd, yet wide my passions rove;
  Yet hindrances strew all the way;
  I aim at thee, yet from thee stray.

  'Tis mercy all, that thou hast brought
  My mind to seek her peace in thee;
  Yet while I seek, but find thee not,
  No peace my wand'ring soul shall see;
  O when shall all my wand'rings end,
  And all my steps to thee-ward tend!

  Is there a thing beneath the sun
  That strives with thee my heart to share?
  Ah! tear it thence, and reign alone,
  The Lord of ev'ry motion there;
  Then shall my heart from earth be free,
  When it hath found repose in thee.

  O hide this self from me, that I
  No more, but Christ in me may live;
  My vile affections crucify,
  Nor let one darling lust survive;
  In all things nothing may I see,
  Nothing desire or seek but thee.

  O Love, thy sov'reign aid impart,
  To save me from low-thoughted care:
  Chase this self-will thro' all my heart,
  Thro' all its latent mazes there:
  Make me thy duteous child, that I
  Ceaseless may Abba, Father, cry!

  Ah no! ne'er will I backward turn:
  Thine wholly, thine alone I am!
  Thrice happy he who views with scorn
  Earth's toys, for thee his constant flame;
  O help that I may never move
  From the blest footsteps of thy love!

  Each moment draw from earth away
  My heart that lowly waits thy call:
  Speak to my inmost soul, and say,
  I am thy love, thy God, thy all!
  To feel thy power, to hear thy voice,
  To taste thy love, be all my choice.

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Submitted on May 13, 2011


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