O Love That Will Not Let Me Go 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.
O light that foll’west all my way,
I yield my flick’ring torch to thee;
My heart restores its borrowed ray,
That in thy sunshine’s blaze its day
May brighter, fairer 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.
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.
-George Mattheson, 1882
I saw this again for the first time.

It's in our old hymnals, I don't know about the newer ones. The words' in the 1st stanza caught me. Our life at best may be a pitiful trickle of a stream; most are dried up. Connected with the Saviour's ocean depths what an influence for good we have. Remarkable what He wants to do through us.