Monday, April 18, 2011

oh Love that will not let me go

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 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.