“Ο Lord, Thy love’s unbounded,
So deep, so full, so free;
My soul is all enraptured,
Whene’er I think on Thee!”
On thine immortal glories
What mortal eye may gaze?
What words reveal their wonders—
What lip declare Thy praise?
Ο Lord, when lost in darkness
And wandering far from Thee,
Thy grace restrained my footsteps,
Thy mercy set me free.
Thy life my soul enlightened,
Thy hand prepared my way,
And Thou my steps supportest,
Mine everlasting stay!
But, Ο Thy love, my Savior!
‘Tis this I long to know—
That I, Thine own beloved,
With kindred love may glow
My spirit with Thy Spirit
Hath fellowship divine:
Thou stayest me with flagons,
Thou cheerest me with wine.
Beneath Thy pleasant shadow
I sit, in sweet repose,
To taste the secret blessings
Thy gracious hand bestows
‘Tis there, I trace Thy beauty,—
Thy fullness there I learn—
How deep Thine own affection:—
How poor my faint return.
And there, Thy still small whisper,
My fainting heart console,
Thy words, like dews descending,
Revive my drooping soul.
But Ο! no thought can measure,
No creature heart contain
That love’s eternal fullness,
Which stoops my heart to gain.
Then teach me, Lord, this perfect,
This changeless love to know,
That I, with ardent purpose,
May walk with Thee below.
Until Thy bright returning
Thy chosen Bride shall cheer,
Let this blest knowledge make me
A pilgrim wandering here.