The Fulness Of Jesus (Poem)

Last year, I had sent out another hymn by this same author, Quietness And Confidence. This one is definitely one of the best in his book of poems/hymns.

The Fulness Of Jesus

Lord Jesus! when I ponder o’er

Thy grace and love to me,

My heart is nigh to overflow

With praise and thanks to Thee.

My wisdom and my righteousness,

My peace, my all, Thou art;

I long to know full blessedness,

And yield Thee all my heart.

Oh! make my heart a Bethany,

A dwelling-place of Thine;

For nothing else can satisfy

This longing heart of mine.

Thus filled with Thee, my fount of life,

My ever blessed Lord,

I joyously can testify

The fulness of Thy word.

And of the Godhead bodily,

All fulness dwells in Thee;

This mystery of mysteries

In glory I shall see.

Thy fulness is my heritage,

Thou givest grace for grace;

Till in a bright Eternity

I see Thee face to face.

What though I can but understand

In part, while here below?

Soon all that yet is unrevealed

In fulness I shall know.

And even now, the portion, Lord,

That Thou dost give to me,

Is this, that through Thy tenderness,

I full of joy may be.

The longing soul is satisfied,

The hungry soul is fed,

My manna in the wilderness

Art Thou, the living Bread.

Thou givest through my pilgrimage

The finest of the wheat;

I find the Marah waters changed

From bitter unto sweet.

At Thy right hand, my King of grace,

Unworthy though I be,

Thou hast reserved for evermore

Fulness of joy for me.

An undefiled inheritance,

That fadeth not away;

A glory incorruptible

Through Thee, the Living Way.

E. J. Carr
From Hand In Hand With Jesus, And Other Poems
Published 1877