2*. O Lord, Thy Love's Unbounded

7,6.
by J.N. Darby, 1845
1
O Lord, Thy love’s unbounded,
 
So sweet, so full, so free — 
 
My soul is all transported,
 
Whene’er I think on Thee!
2
Yet, Lord, alas! what weakness
 
Within myself I find,
 
No infant’s changing pleasure
 
Is like my wandering mind.
3
And yet Thy love’s unchanging,
 
And doth recall my heart
 
To joy in all its brightness,
 
The peace its beams impart.
4
Yet, sure, if in Thy presence
 
My soul still constant were,
 
Mine eye would, more familiar,
 
Its brighter glories bear.
5
And thus Thy deep perfections
 
Much better should I know,
 
And with adoring fervor
 
In this Thy nature grow.
6
Still sweet ’tis to discover,
 
If clouds have dimmed my sight,
 
When passed, Eternal Lover,
 
Towards me, as e’er, Thou’rt bright.
7
Oh keep my soul, then, Jesus,
 
Abiding still with Thee,
 
And if I wander, teach me
 
Soon back to Thee to flee.
8
That all Thy gracious favor
 
May to my soul be known;
 
And, versed in this Thy goodness,
 
My hopes Thyself shalt crown.
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