Tides

All the fulness of God,
Dwells bodily in Him;
That of this fulness,
We might all partake;
And grace upon grace:
Like repeated rolling waves,
Following one upon another,
Unto the furthest reaches
Of the inbound high tide.
And in this grand fulness,
Of His eternal sufficiency,
Shall we live, and draw our breath:
As the life blood flows,
From the warmth of thy bosom,
Bringing the natural renewal
Of life to each part and member;
So do the empowering tides,
Of life; and of perfect love;
Bursting forth,
From the heart of Christ,
Pulse mightily at the door,
Of all believing hearts.
For He fills all;
And He fills all in all.