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1
O Love, that wilt not let me go, I rest my weary soul in Thee; I give Thee back the life I owe, That in Thine ocean depths its flow May richer, fuller be.
DO
Love, that
A
wilt
not let me
Bm-D7
go,
GI
rest my
D
weary
soul in
A-A7
Thee;
DI
give Thee
A
back
the life I
Bm-D7
owe,
GThat
in Thine
D
ocean
depths its
Em7
flow
May richer,
A7
fuller
D
be.
2
O Light, that followest all my way, I yield my flickering torch to Thee; My heart restores its borrowed ray, That in Thy sunshine’s blaze its day May brighter, fairer be.
O Light, that followest all my way,
I yield my flickering torch to Thee;
My heart restores its borrowed ray,
That in Thy sunshine's blaze its day
May brighter, fairer be.
DO
Light, that
A
followest
all
Bm-D7
my
way,
GI
yield my
D
flickering
torch
A-A7
to
Thee;
DMy
heart
A
restores
its borrowed
Bm-D7
ray,
GThat
in Thy
D
sunshine's
blaze its
Em7
day
May brighter,
A7
fairer
D
be.
3
O Joy, that seekest me through pain, I cannot close my heart to Thee; I trace the rainbow through the rain, And feel the promise is not vain That morn shall tearless be.
O Joy, that seekest me through pain,
I cannot close my heart to Thee;
I trace the rainbow through the rain,
And feel the promise is not vain
That morn shall tearless be.
DO
Joy, that
A
seekest
me through
Bm-D7
pain,
GI
cannot
D
close
my heart to
A-A7
Thee;
DI
trace the
A
rainbow
through the
Bm-D7
rain,
GAnd
feel the
D
promise
is not
Em7
vain
That morn shall
A7
tearless
D
be.
4
O Cross, that liftest up my head, I dare not ask to fly from Thee; I lay in dust life’s glory dead, And from the ground there blossoms red Life that shall endless be.
O love that will not let me go.! I rest my weary soul in thee. I give you back the life you own. Finally I see and experience I’m not my own. Here I realize I’m defeated and am not my own. What a revelation. Verse four really is a deep inspiration. Here we lie in dust. Our natural glory like that of grass is gone. So now from this dust His eternal life in me may rise. We must not leave the cross for through its work we will express His glory. This seems to be the experience or inspiration of one who is suffering in life and maybe near the end of life. Here through it all the writer sees he is held in Gods love till the end.
"O Love, that wilt not let me go"
"O Light, that followest all my way"
"O Joy, that seekest me through pain"
"O Cross, that liftest up my head"
O Lord... thank You, You are always there waiting, watching, then you draw me near to You with all that You are... You are the sweetest, more caring one in the universe
O Joy, that seekest me through pain,
I cannot close my heart to Thee;
I trace the rainbow through the rain,
And feel the promise is not vain
That morn shall tearless be.
I love these lyrics. :')
"I give Thee back the life I owe..." I am not my own. I have been bought with a price... the precious blood of the Lamb. Lord Jesus thank You... You loved me and gave Yourself up for me... I take the way the way of salvation. I love You Lord...