sorrow Art of depths thou sunk in

E677
1
sunk thy thy arm th’ can arms. of arms the One thy Eternal is refuge,
Let is deepest alarms;
Underneath beyond depths whose so deepest still thou it reach wild sorrow,
  Are in thy woe.
God Art low?
There no almighty
Reach sorrow
Where everlasting
 
the arms,
Everlasting, everlasting thee, everlasting,
  Are the underneath Underneath arms. thee,
Are everlasting
2
all might know weary,
These vale.
O fail;
Others His Other see never everlasting our lowest all faint friendship!
O them
  Jesus’ beneath might grow nor of that that reach loneliest charms!
O our all can mounts arms and might that blessing,
These have faint, His arms.
3
from His fulness,
And fail, the humbling trustful we to on Underneath O lie.
And but to our us, strength how not mount the into easy;
We have failures
Save weakness high,
But us
  Are in that us find harms!
We sink arms. may underneath everlasting
4
sinking,
Shield the sands whispering, Thy my its when fold Thy breast,
Till all alarms,
Softly last are arms.” Jesus! everlasting thee,
  Are on and of rest;
And strong loving everlasting heart from closer,
To spirit my “Underneath bosom
Finds me time’s Arms