Songs

O Lord, Thy love’s unbounded!

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					7.6.7.D.

1	O Lord, Thy love’s unbounded!
	So sweet, so full, so free!
	My soul is all transported,
	Whene’er O think on Thee.
	Yet, Lord, alas! what weakness
	Within myself I find;
	No infant’s changing pleasure
	Is life my wandering mind.

2	And yet Thy love’s unchanging,
	And doth recall my heart
	To joy in all its brightness,
	The peace its beams impart!
	Yet sure, if in Thy presence
	My soul still constant were,
	Mine eye would, more familiar,
	Its brighter glories bear.

3	And thus Thy deep perfections
	Much better should I know,
	And, with adoring fervour
	Should in Thy likeness grow.
	Still, sweet ‘tis to discover.
	If clouds have dimmed my sight,
	When passed, eternal Lover,
	Towards me, as e’er, Thou’rt bright.

4	O guard my soul, Lord Jesus,
	Abiding still with Thee;
	And if I wander, teach me
	Soon back to Thee to flee,
	That all Thy gracious favour
	May to my soul be known;
	And versed in this Thy goodness,
	My hopes Thyself shalt crown.

						J.N.Darby