O Love that wilt 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 foll’west all my way,
I yield my flick’ring 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.
Fascinating song by George Mattheson.
-My list of things to write about is piling up, but I would like to comment on this one soon.
al'Ander
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2 comments:
Your list of things must be a mountain by now! Get to it! :P
Good to hear you're back safe bro.
Please remind people, if you are around at the time, that this is one of my funeral songs - non-negotiable!
Aunt Deb
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