115. My hope, my all, my Savior thou

1 My hope, my all, my Savior thou,
To thee, lo! now my soul I bow.
I feel the bliss thy wounds impart,
I find thee, Savior, in my heart.

2 Be thou my strength, be thou my way,
Protect me through my life's short day;
In all my acts may wisdom guide,
And keep me, Savior, near thy side.

3 Correct, reprove, and comfort me;
As I have need my Savior be:
And if I would from thee depart,
Then clasp me, Savior, to thy heart.

4 In fierce temptations darkest hour,
Save me from sin and Satan's power;
Tear every idol from thy throne,
And reign, my Savior--reign alone.

5 My suffering time shall soon be o'er,
Then shall I sigh and weep no more;
My ransom'd soul shall soar away,
To sing thy praise in endless day.

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First Line: My hope, my all, my Savior thou
Meter: L. M.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1845
Topic: Christ: Salvation Through Him
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