1 My God, my life, my love,
To thee, to thee, I call,
I cannot live if thou remove,
For thou art all in all.
2 Thy shining grace can cheer
This dungeon where I dwell;
'Tis paradise when thou art here;
If thou depart, 'tis hell.
3 To thee, and thee alone,
The angels owe their bliss;
They sit around thy gracious throne,
And dwell where Jesus is.
4 Not all the harps above
Can make a heavenly place,
If God his residence remove,
Or but conceal his face.
5 Nor earth, nor all the sky,
Can one delight afford,
No, not a drop of real joy,
Without thy presence, Lord.
6 To thee my spirits fly
With infinite desire,
And yet how far from thee I lie!
Dear Jesus raise me higher.
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First Line: | My God, my life, my love |
Meter: | S. M. |
Publication Date: | 1828 |
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Topic: | God all, and in all; Praise to God |