O love that wilt not let me go

I rest my weary soul in There;

I give back the life I owe,

That in There ocean depths it’s flow

May richer, fuller 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.

A cross that liftest up my head,

I dare not ask fly from there,

I lay in dust life’s glory dead from the ground

There blossom red life that shall endless Be