THEY ARE THINE,
O LORD, LOVER OF SOULS
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 

We give them back to You, Dear Lord,
to You, who gave them once to us.
Yet, as you did not lose them
by giving them to us,
we have not lost them by their return.
 

Not as the world gives, do You give,
O Lover of Souls.
What You once give,
You do not take away,
For what is Yours is ours always,
if we are Yours.
 

And life is eternal and love is immortal,
and death is only an horizon,
and an horizon is nothing
but the limit of our sight.
 

Lift us up, Strong Son of God,
that we might see yet farther.
Ceanse our eyes that we might see more clearly.
Draw us closer to Yourself,
that we might know that we are near
to our Beloved
who are with You.
 

And while You do prepare a place for us,
prepare us for that Happy Place;
that where they are,
and You are,
We too, may someday be.
Through Jesus Christ, Our Lord.
 

Amen.