Search Me, O God! (Bottome)

Search me

O God! my act­ions try

And let my life ap­pear

As seen by Thine all search­ing eye—

To mine my ways make clear.

Search all my sense and know my heart

Who on­ly canst make known

And let the deep

the hid­den part

To me be ful­ly shown.

Throw light in­to the dark­ened cells

Where pass­ions reign with­in;

Quicken my con­science till it feels

The loath­some­ness of sin.

Search all my thoughts

the sec­ret springs

The mo­tives that con­trol;

The cham­bers where pol­lut­ed things

Hold em­pire o’er the soul.

Search

till Thy fie­ry glance hast cast

Its ho­ly light thro’ all

And I by grace am brought at last

Before Thy face to fall.

Thus pros­trate

I shall learn of Thee

What I now feeb­ly prove

That God alone in Christ can be

Unutterable love.