Classic Poem

O draw me, Father, after thee
So shall I run and never tire:
With gracious words still comfort me,
Be thou my hope, my sole desire;
Free me from every weight; nor fear
Nor sin can come, if thou art near.

From all eternity with love
Unchangeable thou hast me viewed;
Ere knew this beating heart to move,
Thy tender mercies me pursued;
Ever with me may they abide,
And close me in on every side.

In suffering, be thy love my peace;
In weakness, be thy love my power;
And when the storms of life shall cease,
My God, in that transcendent hour,
In death, as life, be thou my guide,
And bear me through the whelming tide!