There is a deeper pang of grief,
An agony unknown,
In which His love finds no relief-
He bears it all alone.
He sees the souls for whom He dies
Yet clinging to their sin,
And heirs of mansions in the skies
Who will not enter In.
O may I in Thy sorrow share,
And mourn that sins of mine
Should ever wound with grief or care
That loving heart of Thine.
