A Collection of Hymns and A Liturgy ‎#314

314. Thou hidden love of God, whose height

1 Thou hidden love of God, whose height,
Whose depth unfathom'd no man knows:
I see from far thy beauteous light,
I only sigh for thy repose:
My heart is pain'd, nor can it be
At rest, till it finds rest in thee.

2 Is there a thing beneath the sun,
That strives with thee my heart to share?
Ah! tear it thence, and reign alone,
The Lord of ev'ry motion there.
Then shall my heart from earth be free,
When it hath found repose in thee.

3 Each moment draw from earth away
My heart, that lowly waits thy call.
Speak to my inmost soul, ad say:
"I am thy love, thy God, thy all!"
To feel thy pow'r, to hear thy voice,
To taste thy love, be all my choice.

Text Information

• First Line: Thou hidden love of God, whose height
• Meter: P. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1814
• Topic: Duties of Piety

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