Vol 01 - O Lord, Thy Love's Unbounded

O Lord, Thy Love’s Unbounded O Lord, Thy love’s unbounded, So sweet, so full, so free; My soul is all transported, Whene’er I think on Thee;

Yet, Lord, alas! what weakness Within myself I find; No infant’s changing pleasure Is like my wand’ring mind. 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. And thus Thy deep perfections Much better should I know, And with adoring fervour In this Thy nature grow.

Still sweet ’tis to discover, If clouds have dimm’d my sight, When passed, Eternal Lover, Towards me, as e’er, Thou’rt bright.

Oh guard my soul then, 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 shall crown.J.N.D.