Michael Capon: I sought you, Lord

I sought you Lord, and afterward I knew you moved my soul to seek you, seeking me. It was not I that found, O Saviour true; no, I was found of thee. You did reach forth your hand and mine enfold; I walked and sank not on the storm-vexed sea. 'Twas not so much that I on you took hold, as you, dear Lord, on me. I find, I walk, I love, but oh, the whole of love is but my answer, Lord, to thee! For you were long beforehand with my soul; always you loved me. (Holy Songs, Boston, 1880)