1 My soul, the Master speaks again
His earnest words to thee!
“Ye can not grow in love divine,
Except ye abide in me.

Refrain:
Except ye abide in me,
Except ye abide in me,
No part can ye bear,
No heav’nly joy share,
Except ye abide in me.

2 As branches bearing precious fruits
Firm in the vine must be,
So ye, my children, can not thrive,
Except ye abide in me. [Refrain]

3 Would ye my cause and kingdom share,
And all my glory see?
Be sure, this joy can not be thine,
Except ye abide in me.” [Refrain]