I sought the Lord, and afterward I knew He moved my soul to seek Him, seeking me. It was not I that found O Savior true; No, I was found of Thee.
I find, I walk, I love, but oh, the whole Of love is but my answer, Lord, to Thee! For Thou wert long beforehand with my soul Always Thou lovest me.
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, dear Lord, on me.
