1 My God, I love Thee--not because
I hope for heaven thereby;
Nor yet because,if I love not
I must for ever die.
2 Thou, O my Jesus, Thou didst me
Upon the Cross embrace;
For me didst bear the nails and spear,
And manifold disgrace,
3 And griefs and torments numberless,
And sweat of agony,
Yea, death itself; and all for me
Who was Thine enemy.
4 Then why, O blessèd Jesu Christ,
Should I not love Thee well?
Not for the hope of winning heaven,
Of of escaping hell;
5 Not with the hope of gaining aught,
Not seeking a reward;
But as Thyself hast lovèd me,
O ever-loving Lord!
6 So would I love Thee, dearest Lord,
And in Thy praise will sing;
Solely because Thou art my God,
And my eternal King.
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First Line: | My God, I love Thee--not because |
Meter: | P. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1871 |
Topic: | The Christian Life: Love |
Notes: | Now Public Domain. |