Hymns for Love, 12

Thou Sovereign Good, for whom I groan,
Till Thou Thy blissful self impart,
Love of a dying God unknown.

Enter and cheer this wretched heart.
And witness with the sprinkled blood
That Thou art Christ, that Thou art God.

I must by faith behold Thee here,
Or cannot see Thy face above;
Lover of souls, in mine appear.

Be manifest as pardoning Love,
And fill me with the sweet surprise
Snatch'd to my Lord in paradise.
For this a dying life I live,
For this I in a dungeon mourn,
Till Thou the pure affection give.
And then I to Thy arms return,
To Thee conform'd my soul resign,
And plunge in depths of love Divine.