Love Better Than Knowledge

O Thou Eternal One, look down     Upon an erring child of earth;     Thy handiwork with knowledge crown,     Or life will seem of little worth;     By Thine own light illume my way,     And turn this darkness into day.     I hear a whisper in my heart--     "Than knowledge, better far is love;     Thy knowledge here is but in part,     The perfect waits for Thee above:     Walk now by faith, and leave to me     The things now wrap'd in mystery."     Weighed down with mysteries profound     I lean upon Thy loving breast;     The great unknown still girts me round,     But Thou art mine, and here I rest;     Unsolved the mysteries remain;     But they no longer give me pain.     My finite mind may never grasp     The thought of Thy immensity;     But I Thy hand more firmly clasp--     To feel Thee near suffices me;     For Thou art knowledge, power, and love,     The same in earth and heaven above.