1. When I gave all to Jesus,
He gave Himself to me;
And now my joy is perfect,
While His blest smile I see;
All my works of death are done,
And thro’ Christ the vict’ry’s won,
And I walk in constant triumph
With our God’s incarnate Son.
2. Joy past all understanding,
I find in Christ the Lord;
And my soul’s at rest forever,
Thro’ His atoning blood;
Every foe was forced to flee,
And I found sweet victory,
When I met the glorious victim
Of the cross of Calvary.
3. My treasure’s over yonder,
In that blest land of light,
Where sin nor pain ne’er enter,
Nor day-beams end in night;
Where the blood-washed millions dwell,
And their glorious anthem swell,
There my soul shall rest forever
Where is heard no funeral knell.
4. I’m worn with constant warring,
Where fiery darts still fly;
My weary soul is longing
To soar to realms on high,
For I long to see Christ come
And take all His ransomed home,
To the house of many mansions,
There to rest in peace at home.
5. O blest and happy country,
O land so glad and free;
When shall I reach thy borders,
And thy sweet grandeur see?
I shall see Christ’s glorious face,
And shall feel His blest embrace,
As I help to swell the anthem
To the glories of His grace.