Jesus, cast a look on me

Jesus

cast a look on me;

Give me sweet simplicity;

Make me poor

and keep me low

Seeking only Thee to know.

Weaned from all my lordly self

Weaned from all the miser’s pelf

Weaned from all the scorner’s ways

Weaned from all the lust of praise.

All that feeds my busy pride

Cast it evermore aside;

Bid my will to Thine submit

Lay me humbly at Thy feet.

Make me like a little child

Of my strength and wisdom spoiled;

Seeing only in Thy light

Walking only in Thy might;

Leaning on Thy loving breast

Where a weary soul may rest;

Feeling well the peace of God

Flowing from Thy precious blood.

In this posture let me live

And hosannas daily give;

In this temper let me die

And hosannas ever cry.