And Must I Part with All I Have?

And must I part with all I have

My dear­est Lord for Thee?

It is but right since Thou hast done

Much more than this for me.

Yes

let it go—one look from Thee

Will more than make amends

For all the loss­es I sus­tain

Of cre­dit

rich­es

friends.

Ten thou­sand worlds

ten thou­sand lives

How worth­less they ap­pear

Compared with Thee

su­preme­ly good

Divinely bright and fair!

Savior of souls

could I from Thee

A sin­gle smile ob­tain

Though des­ti­tute of all things else

I’d glo­ry in my gain.