Jesus, Thy boundless love to
No thought can reach, no tongue declare;
O knit my thankful heart to Thee,
And reign without a rival there;
Thine wholly, Thine alone, I am,
Be Thou alone my constant
O grant that nothing in my soul
May dwell but Thy pure love alone;
O may Thy love possess me whole,
My joy, my treasure, and my crown:
Strange flames far from my heart remove;
My every act, word, thought, be love.
O Love, how cheering is Thy
All pain before Thy presence flies,
Care, anguish, sorrow, melt away,
Wherever Thy healing beams arise,
O Jesus, nothing may I see, Nothing desire, or seek, but Thee.
Unwearied may I this pursue,
Dauntless to the high prize aspire;
Hourly within my soul renew,
This holy flame, this heavenly fire;
And day and night be all my care,
To guide the sacred treasure there.