"THE HIDDEN CRY"

"WHAT MEANS THIS THROBBING IN MY BREAST?
THIS CONSTANT SEARCH FOR PEACE AND REST?
THIS LONELINESS I FEEL?
EVEN WHEN I MINGLE WITH THE CROWD
THIS ACHING VOID IS DEEP AND LOUD;
ITS CRY IS REAL! SO REAL!

VAIN WORLD, CAN YOU APPEASE THIS QUEST?
DO YOUR VAST STORES SUPPLY THIS REST?
THEN QUELL THIS LONGING CRY!
LO! RICHES, LAUGHTER, PRIDE, AND FAME,
WHEN CLAIMED, ARE MERELY BUT A NAME!
THEY FAIL TO SATISFY!

AH, 'TIS MY SOUL! IT IS THY CRY!
THOU SEEST ETERNAL DEATH IS NIGH,
UNLESS GOD GIVES THEE REST?
ENTOMBED, THOU ART A PART OF HIM;
AND HENCE, YOU SEEK RELEASE FROM SIN,
TO DWELL WITH HIM AT LAST!

OH! I AM WRETCHED! I'M LOST IN SIN!
ESTRANGED FROM GOD IS MY SOUL WITHIN!
HAVE MERCY, LORD ON ME!
HARK! HARK! A VOICE NOW CALLS MY NAME:
"DEAR SINNER, I HAVE BORNE YOUR BLAME:
I SHED MY BLOOD FOR THEE!

TO THOSE WHO COME, I GIVE SWEET REST,
A QUIETNESS WITHIN THE BREAST;
TIS FOUND ALONE IN ME."
I'M COMING, LORD, I'M COMING NOW!
LOW AT THY CROSS I GLADLY BOW;
I BRING MY ALL TO THEE!

SWEET PEACE IS MINE AT CALVARY!
MY BURDEN FLEES, MY SOUL IS FREE!
(HERE WOULD I EVER STAY!)
YES, JESUS STILLS THAT HIDDEN CRY;
MY SOUL HAS NOW A HOME ON HIGH,
AND WAITS FOR THAT GREAT DAY!"