“The Call of Deep Unto Deep” – by John Wright Follette

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Down in the depth of my nature

Where the issues of life are born,

From that unknown mystical realm,

Surviving through ages of storm,

A call is forever rising–

But its language I cannot speak.

It was born ere I had being,

‘Tis the call of deep unto deep.

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Our mother tongue here is awkward,

For no words can fully express

The needs in the depths of nature,

In bondage to sin and distress.

Our hearts in their depths sorely ache;

They hunger; they call; and they seek–

Then silently wait an answer

To the call of deep unto deep.

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Down deep in the heart of our God,

In mystical regions sublime,

In the Godhead’s holy council

Long before our world or our time,

An answer was fully prepared

Every pain, every ache to meet,

In Christ, God’s only begotten,

Is answer to deep unto deep.

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The Answer indeed was the Word,

The Word when expressed was the Son.

Oh language of God how profound!

In answer what more could be done?

The heart of our God is hungry,

His portion, His people to seek.

“l thirst,” was cried by the Answer-

‘Tis the call of deep unto deep.

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