Do Not I Love Thee, O My Lord?

Do not I love Thee

O my Lord?

Behold my heart and see;

And turn each curs­èd id­ol out

That dares to ri­val Thee.

Do not I love Thee from my soul?

Then let me no­thing love;

Dead be my heart to ev­ery joy

When Je­sus can­not move.

Is not Thy name me­lo­di­ous still

To mine at­ten­tive ear?

Doth not each pulse with plea­sure bound

My Sav­ior’s voice to hear?

Hast Thou a lamb in all Thy flock

I would dis­dain to feed?

Hast Thou a foe

be­fore whose face

I fear Thy cause to plead?

Would not mine ar­dent spir­it vie

With an­gels round the throne

To exe­cute Thy sacr­ed will

And make Thy glo­ry known?

Would not my heart pour forth its blood

In hon­or of Thy name?

And chal­lenge the cold hand of death

To damp th’im­mor­tal flame?

Thou know’st I love Thee

dear­est Lord

But O! I long to soar

Far from the sphere of mor­tal joys

And learn to love Thee more!