Chorus

O Love, I give myself to Thee, Thine ever, only Thing to be.

Verse 1

O LOVE, who formedst me to wear The image of Thy Godhead here; Who soughtest me with tender care Through all my wanderings wild and drear

Verse 2

O Love, of whom is truth and light, The Word and Spirit, life and power, Whose heart was bared to them that smite, To shield us in our trial hour:

Verse 3

O Love, who thus hast bound me fast, Beneath that gentle yoke of Thine; Love, who hast conquered me at last, And rapt away this heart of mine:

Verse 4

O Love, who once shalt bid me rise From out this dying life of ours; O Love, who once above yon skies Shalt set me in the fadeless bowers

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