Drawn into Your Sweet, Loving Self

Over hill, over valley, we searched, but in vain,
For the meaning of our human life;
We were just disappointed again and again,
Till we felt there was nothing to find.
But then one day You came, meeting us in the way,
And Your loving embrace did surround;
We were fully drawn into Your sweet, loving self;
The true meaning of life we had found.
As we gaze, Your bright face risen glory displays,
But we know it was once topped with thorns;
To Your hands sweet and gracious we’ll cling all our days,
In which nail prints are still clearly borne.
We’re enjoying You here, Lord most loving and dear,
Daily sensing more reality;
As the water from rivers returns to the sea,
We are lost, more and more, Lord, in Thee.