Panting For the Fullness of Deity

Verse 1

Saviour, the world's and mine, Was ever grief like thine! Thou my pain, my curse hast took, All my sins were laid on thee; Help me, Lord, to thee I look; Draw me, Saviour, after thee.

Verse 2

To love is all my wish, I only live for this: Grant me, Lord, my heart's desire, There by faith for ever dwell; This I always will require, Thee, and only thee to feel.

Verse 3

Thy pow'r I pant to prove, Rooted and fix'd in love; Strengthen'd by thy spirit's might, Wise to fathom things divine, What the length, and breadth and height, What the depth of love like thine.

Verse 4

Ah! give me this to know, With all thy saints below; Swells my soul to compass thee; Gasps in thee to live and move; Fill'd with all the Deity, All immers'd and lost in love!