O Love that will not let me go,
I rest my weary soul in thee;
I give thee back the life I owe,
That in thine ocean depths its flow
May richer, fuller be.
O light that followest all my way,
I yield my flickering torch to thee;
My heart restores its borrowed ray,
That in thy sunshine’s blaze its day
May brighter, fairer be.
O Joy that seekest me through pain,
I cannot close my heart to thee;
I trace the rainbow through the rain,
And feel the promise is not vain,
That morn shall tearless be.
O Cross that liftest up my head,
I dare not ask to fly from thee;
I lay in dust life’s glory dead,
And from the ground there blossoms red
Life that shall endless be.
George Matheson
2 comments:
we sing this song at our church often (liberti in philadelphia). it's one of my favorites. so much hope.
thanks for the comment.
glad to hear you were encouraged.
Your post was exactly the encouragement I needed at that moment. God is good like that.
And now I'm stuck in a major history lesson as I gather my family's story! wow
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