The Hymnal ‎#565

565. Jesus, thy boundless love to me

1 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.

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

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,
Or hear, or feel, or think, but Thee.

4 Still let Thy love point out my way;
How wondrous things Thy love hath wrought!
Still lead me, lest I go astray;
Direct my work, inspire my thought;
And if I fall, soon may I hear
Thy voice, and know that love is near.

5 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.

Amen.

Text Information

• First Line: Jesus, thy boundless love to me
• Translator: Rev. John Wesley (1739, v. 3, line 6, alt.)
• Author: Rev. Paul Gerhardt (1653)
• Publication Date: 1895

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