Father! Thy sovereign love has sought Captives to sin, gone far from Thee: The work that Thine own Son hath wrought Has brought us back--in peace, and free!
And now, as sons before Thy face, With joyful steps the path we tread, Which leads us on to that blest place Prepared for us by Christ, our Head.
Thou gav'st us in eternal love To Him, to bring us home to Thee-- Suited to Thine own thoughts above; As sons, like Him, with Him to be
In Thine own house! There Love Divine Fills the bright courts with cloudless joy: But 'tis the love that made us Thine Fills all that house without alloy!
Oh, boundless grace! What fills with joy Unmingled all that enter there-- God's nature, love without alloy-- Our hearts are given e'en now to share!
O Mind Divine! so must it be, That glory, all, belongs to God! O Love Divine! that did decree We should be part, through Jesus' blood!
O, keep us, Love Divine, near Thee,-- That we our nothingness may know; And ever to Thy glory be-- Walking in faith while here below.