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| I LIFT my heart to Thee,
For Thou art all to me,
And I am Thine.
Is there on earth a closer bond than this:
That my Belovèd’s mine, and I am His?
|2|| Thine am I by all ties;
But chiefly Thine,
That through Thy sacrifice
Thou, Lord, art mine;
By Thine own cords of love, so sweetly wound
Around me, I to Thee am closely bound.
|3|| To Thee, Thou dying Lamb,
I all things owe;
All that I have, and am,
And all I know.
All that I have is now no longer mine,
And I am not my own; Lord, I am Thine.
|4|| I pray Thee, Saviour, keep
Me in Thy love,
Until death’s holy sleep
Shall me remove
To that fair realm where, sin and sorrow o’er,
Thou and Thine own are one for evermore.
|Charles Edward Mudie, 1818-90|