William Cowper 7,7,7,7 Lovest thou me? Hark, my soul! it is the LORD; 'Tis thy Savior, hear his word; JESUS speaks, and speaks to thee; "Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou me? I delivered thee when bound, And, when wounded, healed thy wound; Sought thee wand'ring, set thee right, Turned thy darkness into light." Can a woman's tender care Cease, towards the child she bare? Yes, she may forgetful be, Yet will I remember thee. "Mine is an unchanging love; Higher than the heights above; Deeper than the depths beneath, Free and faithful, strong as death. Thou shalt see my glory soon, When the work of grace is done; Partner of my throne shalt be, Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou me?" Lord it is my chief complaint, That my love is weak and faint; Yet I love thee and adore, Oh for grace to love thee more! |