Jesus, Thy boundless love to me
     No thought can reach, no tongue declare;

Paul Gerhardt
Translated by John Wesley

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:
Be Thou alone my constant flame.

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:
Strange fires far from my soul remove;
May every act, word, thought, be love.

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.

In suffering, be Thy love my peace;
     In weakness, be Thy love my power;
And, when the storms of life shall cease,
     Jesus, in that important hour,
In death, as life, be Thou my guide,
And save me, who for me hast died.

 

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *