My Heart, My Life, to Thee

I bring my heart to Thee

My ills I can not count

That it may pure and cleans­èd be

In Thy once op­ened fount.

I will no more de­lay

Before Thy throne I fall

And at Thy pre­cious feet I lay

My heart

my life

to Thee.

I give my life to Thee

Lord

use it as Thou wilt;

The life for which on Cal­va­ry

Thy pre­cious blood was spilt.

If I have aught with­held

I give it now

my Lord

With Thee I am by love im­pelled

To be in sweet ac­cord.