1 Welcome, welcome, dear Redeemer,
Welcome to this heart of mine;
Lord, I make a full surrender,
Ev'ry pow'r and thought be thine,
Thine entirely,
Thro' eternal ages thine.

2 Known to all to be thy mansion,
Earth and hell will disappear;
Or in vain attempt possession;
When they find the Lord is near--
Shout, O Zion!
Shout, ye saints, the Lord is here!