1 Thou hidden love of God, whose height,
whose depth unfathomed no one knows,
I see from far thy beauteous light;
my spirit longs for thy repose;
my heart is pained, nor can it be
at rest, till it finds rest in thee.
2 'Tis mercy all that thou hast brought
my mind to seek her peace in thee;
yet while I seek, but find thee not,
no peace my wand'ring soul shall see;
O when shall all my wand'rings end,
and all my steps to thee-ward tend?
3 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 sin be free,
when it hath found repose in thee.
4 Each moment draw from earth away
my heart that lowly waits thy call;
speak to my inmost soul and say,
"I am thy love, thy God, thy All!"
To feel thy power, to hear thy voice,
to taste thy love, be all my choice!
|First Line:||Thou hidden love of God, whose height|
|Title:||Thou Hidden Love of God|
|Author:||Gerhardt Tersteegen (1729)|
|Translator:||John Wesley (1737)|
|Source:||Verborgne Gottesliebe du|
|Harmonizer:||G. H. Knight (1950)|
|Source:||Easy Hymns…(Newcastle, England, 1852)|