“Thus saith the Lord, I remember thee.” Jer. 2. 2
T. Kelly L.M.
O where is now that glowing love
That marked our union with the Lord?
Our hearts were fixed on things above,
Nor could the world one joy afford.
So strange did love like his appear,
That love that made him bear the cross,
No other subject pleased our ear;
The world for this appeared but loss.
Where is the zeal that led us then
To make the Saviour’s glory known;
That freed us from the fear of men,
And kept our eye on him alone?
Where are the happy seasons spent
In fellowship with him we loved?
The sacred joy, the sweet content,
The blessedness that then we proved?
Behold, again we turn to thee;
O cast us not away, though vile!
No peace we have, no joy we see,
O Lord our God, but in thy smile.