My Blessèd Savior, Is Thy Love

My bless­èd Sav­ior

is Thy love

So great

so full

so free?

Behold

I give my love

my heart

My life

my all to Thee.

I love Thee for the glo­ri­ous worth

In Thy great self I see:

I love Thee for that shame­ful cross

Thou hast en­dured for me.

No man of great­er love can boast

Than for his friend to die:

But for Thy ene­mies Thou wast slain:

What love with Thine can vie!

O Lord

I’ll cher­ish in my soul

The me­mo­ry of Thy love:

And Thy dear name shall still to me

A price­less trea­sure prove.