1 Sinking from self into Jesus,
This is my life’s constant aim;
Dying to fleshly ambitions,
Living for Him who was slain;
Yielding my all to His keeping,
Taking the Lord’s will for mine;
His, because He has redeemed me,
Ever His glory doth shine.
2 Now in the light of His presence,
Lost in His glory sublime,
Oh, how my heart fills with rapture,
Jesus is evermore mine;
Life is all changed by His presence,
Joy thrills sweep over my soul;
Peace is as deep as a river,
Half cannot ever be told.
3 Upward, still upward it bears me,
Earth-ties increasingly dim,
Upward with glad exultation,
Rushing me onward t’ward Him;
Filling and thrilling my being,
Coming from glory above;
Lost in the sea of His goodness,
Covered by billows of love.