188. Thou Hidden Love of God

1 Thou hidden love of God, whose height,
whose depth unfathomed no one knows,
I see from far thy beauteous light,
inly I sigh for thy repose;
my heart is pained, nor can it be
at rest till it finds rest in thee.

2 Thy secret voice invites me still
the sweetness of thy yoke to prove;
and fain I would; but, though my will
seem fixed, yet wide my passions rove;
yet hindrances strew all the way;
I aim at thee, yet from thee stray.

3 'Tis mercy all, that thou hast brought
my mind to seek its peace in thee;
yet, while I seek but find thee not,
no peace my wandering soul shall see.
Oh, when shall all my wanderings end,
and all my steps to thee-ward tend?

4 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 every motion there;
then shall my heart from earth be free,
when it hath found repose in thee.

Text Information
First Line: Thou hidden love of God, whose height
Title: Thou Hidden Love of God
Translator: John Wesley (1703-1791)
Author: Gerhard Tersteegen (1697-1769)
Meter: 88 88 88
Language: English
Publication Date: 2008
Scripture: ; ; ; ; ; ; ; ; ; ; ;
Topic: The Living God: Our Response to God - in adoration and gratitude; God: Love of; Longing
Tune Information
Composer: Dmitry Stefanovich Bortniansky (1751-1825)
Meter: 88 88 88
Key: C Major

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