A Selection of Hymns ‎#CCXLV

CCXLV. Knowledge at present imperfect

1 Thy way, O God, is in the sea,
Thy paths I cannot trace;
Nor comprehend the mystery
Of thy unbounded Grace.

2 Here the dark veils of flesh and sense,
My captive soul surround;
Mysterious deeps of providence
My wandering thoughts confound.

3 When I behold thy awful hand
My earthly hopes destroy;
In deep astonishment I stand,
And ask the reason, why?

4 As thro' a glass, I dimly see
The wonders of thy love;
How little do I know of thee,
Or of the joys above!

5 'Tis but in part I know thy will,
I bless thee for the sight;
When will thy love the rest reveal,
In glory's clearer light?

6 With raptures shall I then survey
Thy providence, and grace;
And spend an everlasting day
In wonder, love, and praise.

Text Information

• First Line: Thy way, O God, is in the sea
• Title: Knowledge at present imperfect
• Author: Fawcett
• Meter: C. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1792
• Topic: The Graces of the Holy Spirit: Knowledge; Spiritual knowledge; Knowledge Imperfect at present

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