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Just as I am, of that free love
My God, My Father, While I Stray
ARTHUR SEYMOUR SULLIVAN
1. My God, my Fa-ther, while I stray Far from my home in life's rough way,
For ev - er shared, for ev - er whole, A nev - er ebb-ing sea!
Our outward lips confess the name
All other names above;
And comprehendeth love.
We may not climb the heavenly steeps
To bring the Lord Christ down;
For Him no depths can drown.
But warm, sweet, tender, even yet
A present help is He;
And love its Galilee.
The healing of His seamless dress
Is by our beds of pain;
And we are whole again.
Our Lord, and Master of us all!
Whate'er our name or sign,
We test our lives by Thine. Amen.
JOHN GREENLEAF WHITTIBR
1. Thou hid-den love of God, whose height, Whose depth unfathomed no man knows,
Each moment draw from earth away
My heart, that lowly waits Thy call;
“I am thy Love, thy God, thy All;"
Tr. JOHN WESLEY