He Came To Me

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I sought the Lord and afterward I knew

He moved my soul to seek Him, seeking me.

It was not I that found, O Savior True;

No. I was found of Thee!


Thou didst reach forth Thy hand and mine enfold;

I walked and sank not on the storm-vexed sea.

'Twas not so much that I on Thee took hold;

As Thou, dear Lord, on me!


I find, I walk, I love, but oh, the whole

of love is but my answer, Lord, to Thee!

For Thou wert long beforehand with my soul;

always Thou lovest me!

"Some things are of that nature as to make one's fancy chuckle, while his heart doth ache." John Bunyan