Jesus, Thine all-victorious love

Jesus

Thine all-victorious love

Shed in my soul abroad;

Then shall my heart no longer rove

Rooted and fixed in God

Rooted and fixed in God.

Oh

that in me the sacred fire

Might now begin to glow;

Burn up the dross of base desire

And make the mountains flow

And make the mountains flow.

He

who at Pentecost didst fall

May He my sins consume;

Thy Holy Ghost

for Him I call;

Thy burning Spirit

come

Thy burning Spirit

come.

Refining fire

go through my heart

Illuminate my soul;

Scatter Thy life through every part

And sanctify the whole

And sanctify the whole.

My steadfast soul

from falling free

Shall then no longer move

While Christ is all the world to me

And all my heart is love

And all my heart is love.