1 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.

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.

3 O love, how cheering is thy ray!
All pain before thy presence flies;
Care, anguish, sorrow, melt away,
Where'er thy healing beams arise.

4 Unwearied may I this pursue,
Dauntless to the high prize aspire;
Hourly within my soul renew
This holy flame, this heavenly fire.

5 Still let thy love point out my way;
How wondrous things thy love hath wrought!
Still lead me, lest I go astray:
Direct my work, inspire my thought.

6 In suff'ring be thy love my peace,
In weakness be thy love my power,
And when the storms of life shall cease,
Jesus, in the important hour.