1 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.
2 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.
3 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.
4 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.
                        
  George Matheson
                        
The Methodist Hymnal 1964 edition
 

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