1 Jesus, Thy boundless love to me
No thought can reach, no tongue declare;
O draw my thankful heart to Thee,
And reign without a rival there!
Thine wholly, Thine alone, I am;
be thou alone my constant flame.
2 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!
All coldness from my heart remove;
May every act, word, thought be love.
3 In suffering be thy love my peace,
in weakness be thy love my power;
and when the storms of life shall cease,
O Jesus, in that final hour,
be thou my rod and staff and guide,
and draw me safely to thy side!
