Lord Jesus, Thy great love to me

Lord Jesus, Thy great love to me No thought can reach, no tongue declare: O bend my wayward heart to Thee And reign without a rival there; Thine, wholly Thine, alone I'd live, Myself to Thee entirely give.

O Lord, how gracious is Thy way, All fear before Thy presence flies; Care, anguish, sorrow pass away Where'er Thy healing beams arise; Lord Jesus, nothing may I see, Nothing desire apart from Thee.

In suff'ring be Thy love my peace, In weakness be Thine arm my strength; And when the storms of life shall cease And Thou from heaven wilt come at length, Lord Jesus, then this heart shall be For ever satisfied with Thee.