Though We All In Sinful Blindness


Though we all in sinful blindness
From Thy gracious paths have strayed.
Cold to Thee and all Thy kindness,
Willful, reckless, or afraid;
Thro’ dim clouds that gather round us,
Thou hast sought, and Thou hast found us.

O most Merciful, most Holy,
Light Thy wanderers on their way;
Keep us ever Thine, Thine wholly,
Suffer us no more to stray!
Cloud and storm oft gather round us;
We were lost, but Thou hast found us.

Amen.