Jesus, Thy boundless love to me

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 flame.

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 ray;

All pain before Thy presence flies,

Care, anguish, sorrow, melt away,

Where'er 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 heav’nly fire;

And day and night be all my care

To guide the sacred treasure there.