O Love, how cheering is Thy ray!
All pain before thy presence flies;
Care, anguish, sorrow, melt away,
Where’er Thy healing beams arise;
O Jesus, nothing may I see
Nothing desire, or seek, but Thee.
In suffering be Thy love my peace,
In weakness be Thy love my power;
And when the storms of life shall cease,
Jesus, in that important hour,
In death, as life, be Thou my Guide,
And save me, who for me hast died.
