O Saviour Christ, come down to me

Help me, O Lord, with grace divine

Oh expel the love of the world

In me, prepare a place for Thee!

Fill Thou my spirit with Thyself

And make me free, yes, free indeed

I long not after other things

Except Thee, Lord both day and night

As long as I am here on earth

I desire no other good thing

I will bid farewell to the world

It’s deceits, fantasies and dreams

The way that my blest Saviour trod

With all haste, I will seek and find

Neither will my heart crave to know

Any love, but my Saviour’s love

From henceforth, let not the pleasure

Of life have a place in my heart

Make it all Thine for it’s Thine

It is not Thy plan, my heart to ruin

Worldly pleasure, riches, honour

Other things this world can afford

I loathe its ensnaring deceit'.

Christ only will my heart worship

Thou, only Thou I choose to love

From the very depths of my heart

What other joy surpasses this

That Thou accepts me as Thine own

There's naught I desire or long for

But that Thy love take possession

This, only this, my earnest plea

All other things I count as dung.