217 | He Is Calling. 8s & 7s
(477) Divine Sympathy.
There’s a wideness in God’s mercy,
Like the wideness of the sea;
There’s a kindness in his justice,
Which is more than liberty.
Ref.—He is calling, “Come to me;”
Lord, I’ll gladly haste to thee.
2 There’s no place where earthly sorrows
Are more felt than up in heaven;
There’s no place where earthly failings
Have such kindly judgment given.
3 For the love of God is broader
Than the measure of man’s mind,
And the heart of the Eternal
Is most wonderfully kind.
4 But we make his love too narrow,
By false limits of our own;
And we magnify his strictness
With a zeal he will not own.
5 Pining souls, come nearer Jesus;
Come, but come not doubting thus;
Come with faith that trusts more freely
His great tenderness for us.
6 If our love were but more simple,
We should take him at his word;
And our lives would be all sunshine
In the sweetness of our Lord.
Frederick Faber, ab.