The London Fox Singers - Thou Hidden Love of God, Whose Height

Thou hidden love of God, whose height
Whose depth unfathomed no-one knows
I see from far Thy beauteous light
Inly I sigh for Thy repose
My heart is pained, 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 though my will
Seems fixed, 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 wandering soul shall see
O, when shall all my wanderings 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 every motion there
Then shall my heart from earth be free
When it has 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

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

Written by:
Wendy Edwards Beardall-Norton

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