I Sought the Lord
I sought the Lord, and afterward I knew
He moved my soul to seek Him, seeking me.
It was not I that found, O Savior true:
No, I was found of thee.
Thou didst reach forth the hand and mine enfold,
I walked and sank not on the storm-vexed sea;
'Twas not so much that I on thee took hold
As thou, dear Lord, on me.
I find, I walk, I love, but O the whole of love
is but my answer, Lord, to thee;
For thou wert long beforehand with my soul;
Always thou lovedst me.
Amen.
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