1. Je- sus, Thy bound- less love to me No thought can reach, no tongue de- clare; U- nite my thank- ful heart with Thee And reign with- out a ri- val there. To Thee a- lone, dear Lord, I live; My- self to Thee, dear Lord, I give.

2. O, grant that no- thing in my soul May dwell but Thy pure love a- lone! Oh, may Thy love pos- sess me whole, My joy, my trea- sure, and my crown! All cold- ness from my heart re- move; My ev- ery act, word, thought, be love.

3. O love, how cheer- ing is thy ray! All pain be- fore thy pre- sence flies; Care, an- guish, sor- row, melt a- way Wher- e'er thy heal- ing beams a- rise. O Je- sus, no- thing may I see, No- thing de- sire or seek, but Thee!

4. This love un- wear- ied I pur- sue And daunt- less- ly to Thee a- spire. Oh, may Thy love my hope re- new Burn in my soul like heav'n- ly fire! And day and night be all my care To guard this sa- cred treas- ure there.

5. My Sa- vior, Thou Thy love to me In shame, in want, in pain, hast showed; For me, on the a- ccur- sed tree, Thou pour- est forth Thy guilt- less blood; Thy wounds u- pon my heart im- press, Nor aught shall the lov'd stamp ef- face.