From the German.* 1 NOW I have found the ground, wherein Sure my soul’s anchor may remain,— The wounds of Jesus, for my sin Before the world’s foundation slain: Whose mercy shall unshaken stay, When heaven and earth are fled away. 2 Father, Thy everlasting grace Our scanty thought surpasses far: Thy heart still melts with tenderness, Thy arms of love still open are Returning sinners to receive, That mercy they may taste, and live. 3 O Love, Thou bottomless abyss! My sins are swallow’d