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John Wesley - Hymn: Thou Hidden Love of GodJohn Wesley - Hymn: Thou Hidden Love of God
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Thou hidden love of God, whose height,      Whose depth unfathom`d no man knows,    I see from far thy beauteous light,      Inly I sigh for thy repose;    My heart is pain`d, nor can it be    At rest, till it finds rest in thee.    Thy secret voice invites me still,      The sweetness of thy yoke to prove:    And fain I would: but tho` my will    Seem fix`d, yet wide my passions rove;  Yet hindrances strew all the way;  I aim at thee, yet from thee stray.    `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!    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.    O hide this self from me, that I    No more, but Christ in me may live;  My vile affections crucify,    Nor let one darling lust survive;  In all things nothing may I see,  Nothing desire or seek but thee.    O Love, thy sov`reign aid impart,    To save me from low-thoughted care:  Chase this self-will thro` all my heart,    Thro` all its latent mazes there:  Make me thy duteous child, that I  Ceaseless may Abba, Father, cry!    Ah no! ne`er will I backward turn:    Thine wholly, thine alone I am!  Thrice happy he who views with scorn    Earth`s toys, for thee his constant flame;  O help that I may never move  From the blest footsteps of thy love!    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.
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