O Love That Wilt Not Let Me Go

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 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.