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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: Thine wholly, Thine alone, I am, Lord, with Thy love my heart inflame. |
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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: All idols from my heart remove; My every act, word, thought, be love. |
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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: O Jesus, nothing may I see, Nothing desire, or seek, but Thee. |
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4 | Unwearied may I this pursue, Undaunted to the prize aspire; Hourly within my soul renew This holy flame, this heavenly fire; And day and night be all my care To guard the sacred treasure there. |
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Paul Gerhardt, 1607-76, tr John Wesley, 1703-91 |