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197 My God, My Father, While I Stray

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ARTHUR SEYMOUR SULLIVAN

1. My God, my Fa-ther, while I stray Far from my home in life's rough way,

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For ever shared, for ever whole, A never ebb-ing sea! Amen.

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Our outward lips confess the name

All other names above;

Love only knoweth whence it came,
And comprehendeth love.

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We may not climb the heavenly steeps
To bring the Lord Christ down;

In vain we search the lowest deeps,
For Him no depths can drown.

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But warm, sweet, tender, even yet
A present help is He;

And faith has still its Olivet,

And love its Galilee.

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The healing of His seamless dress

Is by our beds of pain;

We touch Him in life's throng and press,
And we are whole again.

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Our Lord, and Master of us all!

Whate'er our name or sign,

We own Thy sway, we hear Thy call,
We test our lives by Thine. Amen.

JOHN GREENleaf WhittIER

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1. Thou hid-den love of God, whose height, Whose depth unfathomed no man knows,

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I see from far Thy beauteous light,

In - ly I sigh for Thy re-pose;

My heart is pained, nor can it be At rest, till it finds rest in Thee. A-men.

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'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 wandering soul shall see;
O when shall all my wanderings 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 every motion there!

Then shall my heart from earth be free,
When it hath found repose in Thee.

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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. Amen.

Tr. JOHN WESLEY

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