1 My God, I love Thee; not because
I hope for heaven thereby;
Nor yet because if I love not
I must forever die.
2 Thou, O my Jesus, Thou didst me
Upon the cross embrace;
For me didst bear the nails and spear,
And manifold disgrace.
3 And griefs and torments numberless,
And sweat of agony;
E’en death itself--and all for one
Who was Thine enemy.
4 Then why, O blesséd Jesus Christ!
Should I not love Thee well?
Not for the sake of winning heaven,
Nor of escaping hell.
5 Not with the hope of gaining aught;
Nor seeking a reward,
But as Thyself hast lovéd me,
O ever-lasting Lord!
6 E’en so I love Thee, and will love,
And in Thy praise will sing;
Solely because Thou art my God,
And my eternal King.
| Text Information | |
|---|---|
| First Line: | My God, I love Thee; not because |
| Meter: | C. M. |
| Language: | English |
| Publication Date: | 1870 |
| Topic: | Christians: their life and experience; Fruits of the Spirit: Love; Holy Spirit: Fruits of (1 more...) |
| Notes: | Now Public Domain. Author from index: Fr. Xavier |