Monday, August 29, 2005

Grant To Me Solid Joys

Hollow to me
Are life’s joys without Thee
Gifts less the giver
Shall satisfy never

Alone, I’ll float
Drifting, empty, remote
In an ocean
Of incessant motion

Abide with me!
Let me remain in Thee!
Come Thou near me
To bear fruit I need Thee

Fill my dead gap
With Thy life-giving sap
Let Thy words sure
Fill my heart, make me pure.

In all life’s noise
Grant to me solid joys
Joys, Lord, of Thee
For Thou makest me happy

In Thy nearness
Is joy and deep gladness
No more hollow,
I’ll seek Thee and follow.

- by Alyssa Colby

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