O Jesus, Hidden God

O Jesus, hidden God, I cry to Thee;
O Jesus, hidden Light, I turn to Thee;
O Jesus, hidden Love, I run to Thee;
With all the strength I have I worship Thee;
With all the love I have I cling to Thee;
With all my soul I long to be with Thee,
And fear no more to fail, or fall from Thee.
O Jesus, deathless love, Who seekest me,
Thou Who didst die for longing love of me,
Thou King in all Thy beauty come to me,
White-robed, blood-sprinkled Jesus, come to me,
And go no more, dear Lord, away from me.

O God, most beautiful, most priceless One,
O God, most glorious, uncreated One,
O God, eternal, beatific One,
O God, O infinite and hidden One,
O God, immense, O God the Living One,
Thou, wisdom of the Everlasting One,
Thou, ever-loved and ever-loving One;
Make me, O holy God, Thy treasured one;
Make me, O glorious Lord, Thy precious one;
Make me, O highest Good, Thy longing one;
Make me, O blessed Light, Thy chosen one;
Make me forevermore Thy loving one.

My soul is dark away from Thee, my own;
My eyes are dim in seeking Thee, my own;
My flesh doth pine away for Thee, my own;
My heart leaps up with joy to Thee, my own;
My spirit faints receiving Thee, my own.
Where in the height of heaven, is light like Thee?
Where in the breadth of heaven is bliss like Thee?
Where, in the depth of heaven, is peace like Thee?
Where, in the home of love, is love like Thee?

With all my heart I give myself to Thee;
And waiting, wait, O King and Spouse for Thee,
Till I am one for evermore with Thee.
O sweetest Jesus, bring me home to Thee;
Free me, O dearest God, from all but Thee;
And break all chains that keep me back from Thee;
Call me, O thrilling Love, I follow Thee;
Thou art my all, and I have naught but Thee.

O hidden Love, Who now art loving me,
O wounded Love, Who once was dead for me,
O sun-crowned Love, Who art alive for me,
O patient Love, Who weariest not of me —
Alone of all, Thou weariest not of me —
O bear with me till I am lost in Thee;
O bear with me till I am found in Thee.