Thy Soul Delights In Me
Thy soul delights in me:
I, depraved with sin,
Am actually loved by Thee;
With all my faults, my rebellion within:
I, depraved with sin,
Am actually loved by Thee;
With all my faults, my rebellion within:
Still, oh perfect Love, I am loved by Thee.
I am Thy servant, whom thou upholds;
Thy Love, oh Love!, around me folds;
And though I flounder, though I fail,
I am upheld by a Love too sweet to describe...
Oh Lord, Thy Love is ever upon me;
Though I see it not at times,
It is there -- wastefully abundant;
Thy Love is like an ocean, Lord --
Oh, let me return it to Thee full.
Thy soul delights in me:
I am Thy servant, whom thou upholds;
Thy Love, oh Love!, around me folds;
And though I flounder, though I fail,
I am upheld by a Love too sweet to describe...
Oh Lord, Thy Love is ever upon me;
Though I see it not at times,
It is there -- wastefully abundant;
Thy Love is like an ocean, Lord --
Oh, let me return it to Thee full.
Thy soul delights in me:
I, depraved with sin,
Am actually loved by Thee;
With all my faults, my rebellion within:
Still, oh perfect Love, I am loved by Thee.
Still, oh perfect Love, I am loved by Thee.
--Noelle Mathison, 2008--