Lord, Thee I Love with All My Heart

Lord

Thee I love with all my heart;

I pray Thee

ne’er from me de­part;

With ten­der mer­cy cheer me.

Earth has no plea­sure I would share

Yea

Heav’n it­self were void and bare

If Thou

Lord

wert not near me.

And should my heart for sor­row break

My trust in Thee can no­thing shake.

Thou art the por­tion I have sought;

Thy pre­cious blood my soul has bought.

Lord Je­sus Christ

My God and Lord

my God and Lord

Forsake me not! I trust Thy Word.

Yea

Lord

’twas Thy rich boun­ty gave

My bo­dy

soul

and all I have

In this poor life of la­bor.

Lord

grant that I in ev­ery place

May glo­ri­fy Thy lav­ish grace

And serve and help my neigh­bor.

Let no false doc­trine me be­guile

Let Sa­tan not my soul de­file.

Give strength and pa­tience un­to me

To bear my cross and fol­low Thee.

Lord Je­sus Christ

My God and Lord

my God and Lord

In death Thy com­fort still af­ford.

Lord

let at last Thine an­gels come

To Ab­r’am’s bo­som bear me home

That I may die un­fear­ing;

And in its nar­row cham­ber keep

My bo­dy safe in peace­ful sleep

Until Thy re­ap­pear­ing.

And then from death awak­en me

That these mine eyes with joy may see

O Son of God

Thy glo­ri­ous face

My Sav­ior and my fount of grace.

Lord Je­sus Christ

My pray­er at­tend

my pray­er at­tend

And I will praise Thee with­out end!