LORD, THY LOVE HAS SOUGHT AND FOUND US
1. Lord, Thy love
has sought and found us
Wand'ring in this
desert wide,
Thou hast thrown
Thine arms around us,
For us suffered,
bled, and died,
Sing, my soul! He
loved thee,
Jesus gave Himself
for me.
2. Hark! what
sounds of bitter weeping
From yon lonesome
garden sweep;
'Tis the Lord His
vigil keeping,
Whilst His
followers sink in sleep.
Ah, my soul, He
loved thee,
Yes, He gave
Himself for me.
3. He is speaking
to His Father,
Tasting deep that
bitter cup,
Yet He takes it,
willing rather
For our sakes to
drink it up.
Oh, what love! He
loved me!
Gave Himself, my
soul, for thee.
4. Then that
closing scene of anguish:
All God's waves and
billows roll
Over Him, there
left to languish
On the cross, to
save my soul.
Matchless love! how
vast, how free,
Jesus gave Himself
for me.
5. Hark again! His
cries are waking
Echoes on dark
Calvary's hill;
God, my God, art
Thou forsaking
Him who always did
Thy will?
Ah, my soul! it was
for thee,
Yes! He gave
Himself for me.
6. Lord, we joy,
Thy toils are ended,
Glad Thy suff'ring
time is o'er,
To Thy Father's
throne ascended,
There Thou liv'st
to die no more,
Yes, my soul! He
lives for thee,
He who gave Himself
for me.
7. Lord, we worship
and adore Thee
For Thy rich, Thy
matchless grace;
Perfect soon in joy
before Thee,
We shall see Thee
face to face,
Yet e'en now our
song shall be
Jesus gave Himself
for me.
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