Infinite Line

Oh mysterious power! Oh infinite line!
Construct me always by fire
As a precious object refine

How can I love Jesus
When we've never seen eye to eye
He wants to live his way
And he knows I'm wont to live mine
And do my duties and actions upon my death
So incline; give a faithful reenactment
Of his sacrifice divine?

Oh mysterious power! Oh infinite line!
Construct me always by fire
As a precious object refine

Do I get this correctly
To achieve my proper share
I need not even live uprightly, or to my fellow man be fair?
So this life has taught me
Through domination, pain, and despair
All is without reason, all is without plan
Life is surely then squandered questing for the purpose in man

Oh mysterious power! Oh infinite line!
Construct me always by fire
As a precious object you would refine