"I sought the Lord, and afterward I knew
He moved my soul to seek Him, seeking me;
It was not I that found, O Saviour 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, O 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 beforhand with my soul;
Always Thou lovedst me."
~Author Unknown
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