If I but Read

The Lord I love went on aheadTo make a home for me He said. He would come back again, and HeOh, Gracious Love He wrote to me!

He knew I was so weak and blindAnd foolish, that I could not findThe road alone. He wrote me thingsThat all earth's wisemen and its kings

Have never guessed but I foreknow. For I read His letter and ohThe depths of love on every sheetMy soul is trembling at His feet

What would He have thought of meIf when I saw Him I should sayI was to busy everydayTo read the letter You wrote to me

I really hadn't time for Thee.