Jesus, my life, Thyself apply

Jesus

my life

Thyself apply;

Thy Holy Spirit breathe;

My vile affections crucify;

Conform me to Thy death.

Conqu’ror of hell and earth and sin

Still with the rebel strive;

Enter my soul and work within

And kill and make alive.

More of Thy life

and more I have

As the old Adam dies;

Bury me

Savior

in Thy grave

That I with Thee may rise.

Reign in me

Lord; Thy foes control

Who would not own Thy sway;

Diffuse Thine image through my soul;

Shine to the perfect day.

Scatter the last remains of sin

And seal me Thine abode;

O make me glorious all within

A temple built by God!