LOOSED from my God, and far removed, Long have I wandered to and fro, Through life in endless circles round, Not finding peace and rest below: To Thee, my God, at last I fly, O bless me, Saviour, now draw nigh.
Selfish pursuits and pleasure’s maze, The things of earth, for Thee I leave; Stretch forth Thy pardoning hand of grace, And my lost life to Thee receive; Take this unstable soul of mine, And make it, Saviour, ever Thine.
Fill me with life, and love, and peace, Stablish and keep my settled heart; In Thee may all my wanderings cease, From Thee no more may I depart; Thy utmost kindness may I prove, Loved with an everlasting love!
Charles Wesley, 1707-88‡