I am Thine own; O Christ ! henceforth entirely Thine; And life from this glad hour, new life, is mine.
2. No earthly joy can lure my quiet soul from Thee ; This deep delight, so pure, is heaven to me.
3. My joyful song of praise in sweet lyric I sing ; To Thee the note I raise, my King ! my King !
4. I cannot tell the art by which such bliss is given ; I know Thou hast my heart, and I have heaven.
5. O peace----O holy rest, O balmy breath of love ! heart, divinest, best----Thy depth I prove !
6. I ask this gift of Thee----- a life all lily-fair, And fragrant as the place where seraphs are.