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Jesus, My Lord, My God, My All

Henry Collins
Verse 1
Jesus, my Lord, my God, my All, Hear me, blest Savior, when I call; Hear me, and from Thy dwelling place Pour down the riches of Thy grace; Jesus, my Lord, I Thee adore; O make me love Thee more and more.
Verse 2
Jesus, too late I Thee have sought; How can I love Thee as I ought? And how extol Thy matchless fame, The glorious beauty of Thy Name? Jesus, my Lord, I Thee adore; O make me love Thee more and more.
Verse 3
Jesus, what didst Thou find in me That Thou hast dealt so lovingly? How great the joy that Thou hast brought, So far exceeding hope or thought! Jesus, my Lord, I Thee adore; O make me love Thee more and more.
Verse 4
Jesus, of Thee shall be my song; To Thee my heart and soul belong; All that I have or am is Thine; And Thou, blest Savior, Thou art mine; Jesus, my Lord, I Thee adore; O make me love Thee more and more.

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