Repose in Thee

Thou hidden love of God, whose height, Whose depth unfathomed, no man knows, I see from far Thy beauteous light, And inly sigh for Thy repose; My heart is pained, nor can it be At rest till it finds rest in Thee.

Tell me, O God! If aught there be Of self, that wills not Thy control; Reveal whate’er impurity May still be lurking in my soul! To reach Thy rest and share Thy throne, Mine eye must look to Thee alone.

Ah no! I would not backward turn; Thine wholly, Thine alone I am! Thrice happy he, who views with scorn Earth’s toys, for Thee his constant flame! O keep, 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.

Daily Proverb

Proverbs 12:20

Deceit is in the heart of them that imagine evil: but to the counsellors of peace is joy.