1 Jesus, Thy boundless love to me
No thought can reach, no tongue declare;
Oh, knit my thankful heart to Thee,
And reign without a rival there.
2 Oh, grant that nothing in my soul
May dwell, but Thy pure love alone!
Oh, may Thy love possess me whole,
My joy, my treasure, and my crown.
3 Unwearied, may I this pursue,
Dauntless to this high prize aspire;
Hourly within my soul renew
This holy flame, this heavenly fire.
4 Still let Thy love point out my way;
How wondrous things Thy love hath wrought!
Still lead me, lest I go astray;
Direct my word, inspire my thought.
5 In suff'ring, be Thy love my peace,
In weakness be Thy love my power,
And when the storms of life shall cease,
Receive me in the trying hour.
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First Line: | Jesus, Thy boundless love to me |
Meter: | L.M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1870 |
Topic: | Christians: their life and experience; Communion: With Christ; Crucifixion: of Christians to the world(4 more...) |
Notes: | Author from index: P. Gerhardt |