A HYMN OF TURNING

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Pacific Press Publishing Company · Oakland, California · Mar 5, 1902

FromSigns of the Times, Vol. 28, No. 10.

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A HYMN OF TURNING.

[Amos R. Wells, in Christian Advocate.]
GOD of law, whose mighty form Rears the mountain, sways the storm, Bowed beneath Thy just decree, Whither shall I turn from Thee?
I will turn, O Crucified, To the refuge of Thy side; From my sins that bleed and burn, To Thy bleeding cross I turn.
I have tested human skill, Human love, and human will, All devices of the brain, Reason, honor—all are vain.
From myself with all its woes, Shameful prey of shameful foes, Lo, I turn—how eagerly!— Christ, my better self, to Thee.
Field and forest, sea and air, All that is earth very fair; Keen ambition’s crafty art Binds the world upon my heart.
But in Thee, O Christ! I find All ennoblings of the mind; Fount of all for which I yearn, Christ, O Christ, to Thee I turn.