Jesus, My Lord, My God, My All

Jesus

my Lord

my God

my All

Hear me

blest Sav­ior

when I call;

Hear me

and from Thy dwell­ing place

Pour down the rich­es of Thy grace;

Jesus

my Lord

I Thee ad­ore;

O make me love Thee more and more.

Jesus

too late I Thee have sought;

How can I love Thee as I ought?

And how ex­tol Thy match­less fame

The glo­ri­ous beau­ty of Thy name?

Jesus

my Lord

I Thee adore;

O make me love Thee more and more.

Jesus

what didst Thou find in me

That Thou hast dealt so lov­ing­ly?

How great the joy that Thou hast brought

So far ex­ceed­ing hope or thought!

Jesus

my Lord

I Thee adore;

O make me love Thee more and more.

Jesus

of Thee shall be my song;

To Thee my heart and soul be­long;

All that I have or am is Thine;

And Thou

blest Sav­ior

Thou art mine;

Jesus

my Lord

I Thee ad­ore;

O make me love Thee more and more.