E. H. Bickersteth

L.M.

MY God, my Father, let me rest

In the calm sun-glow of Thy Face,

Until Thy love in me expressed

Draws others to Thy throne of grace.

2

O Jesus, Master, let me hold

Such secret fellowship with Thee,

That others, careless once and cold,

Won to my Lord and theirs may be.

3

Eternal Spirit, Heavenly Dove,

The light of life to me impart,

Till fire descending from above

Burns on and on from heart to heart.

4

O Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,

Still, still may love to love respond;

And teach me, when I love Thee most,

Depths all unfathomed lie beyond.