Scripture Verse

O how I love Thy law! Psalm 119:97

Gottfried W. Fink


Words: John W. Chad­wick, 1874. Ap­peared in A Book of Po­ems, by John White Chad­wick (Bos­ton, Mas­sa­chu­setts: Ro­berts Bro­thers, 1876), pag­es 160–61. Sung at a Fes­ti­val of the Free Re­li­gious As­so­ci­a­tion.

Music: Beth­le­hem (Fink) Gott­fried W. Fink, 1842 (🔊 pdf nwc).

John W. Chadwick


Father, we come not as of old,
Distrustful of Thy law,
Hoping to find Thy seamless robe
Marred by some sudden flaw—
Some rent to let Thy glory through
And make our darkness shine,
If haply thus our souls may know
What power and grace are Thine.

Thy seamless robe conceals Thee not
From earnest hearts and true;
The glory of Thy perfectness
Shines all its texture through;
And on its trailing hem we read,
As Thou dost linger near,
The message of a love more deep
Than any depth of fear.

And so no more our hearts shall plead
For miracle and sign;
Thy order and Thy faithfulness
Are all in all divine;
These are Thy revelations vast
From earliest days of yore;
These are our confidence and peace;
We cannot wish for more.