I Have Not Sought Thee, I Have Not Found Thee, I Have Not Thirsted For Thee: And Now Cold Billows Of Death Surround Me, Buffeting Billows Of Death Astound Me, - Wilt Thou Look Upon, Wilt Thou See Thy Perishing Me? "Yea, I Have Sought Thee, Yea, I Have Found Thee, Yea, I Have Thirsted For Thee, Yea, Long Ago With Love'S Bands I Bound Thee: Now The Everlasting Arms Surround Thee, - Through Death'S Darkness I Look And See And Clasp Thee To Me."