Twentieth Sunday after Trinity

I sought Thee when my heart was low,
I found Thee and my hopes revived.
And all the world from me shall know
What comfort I from Thee derived;
All that I needed, all and more.
Thy Presence did to me restore;
I laid my burden at Thy feet.
My head upon Thy tender breast,
Thy Name of Love I did repeat,
And Thou didst understand the rest;

All that I needed, all and more,
Thy Presence did to me restore.
I wept the sorrow of my heart.
And Thou mine eyes didst gently dry,
I sigh'd through fear that we must part.
But Thou didst whisper " Ever nigh:"
It was enough, I ask'd no more,
Thy voice did all my life restore.
And now that life to Thee I'll give
With calmer trust and brighter joy.

In Thee, and for Thee I will live.
To do Thy will my sole employ;
Thus most secure to part no more
With that sweet joy Thou didst restore.