Love to All

Create in this poor, struggling soul
Too hard a case for Thee?

Thy wisdom and Thy power flow
In concert with Thy grace,
And nothing is too hard for Thee
Nor I, too hard a case.

No, not a thirsty soul is found
Outside Thy loving sphere,
Nor can outside Thy power to save
A contrite heart appear.

No one so strangely, tightly bound
That grace does not apply,
No one to whom Thy love won’t flow
In bounteous supply.

Thy love so freely poured on all
Does not on man depend.
It flows from Thy own loving heart,
And cannot find an end.

Nita Brainard