O Love that will 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.
O Love that will not let me go,
O Light that foll?west all my way,
I yield my flick?ring torch to thee;
My heart restores its borrowed ray,
That in thy sunshine?s blaze its day
May brighter, fairer be.
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.
O Love that will not let me go,
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.