I Give My Heart To Thee O Jesus Most


I give my heart to Thee,
O Jesus most desired;
And heart for heart the gift shall be,
For Thou my soul has fired:

Thou hearts alone wouldst move,
Thou only hearts dost love;
I would love Thee, as Thou lov’st me,
O Jesus most desired.

What off’ring can I make,
Dear Lord, to love like Thine-
That Thou, the Word, didst stoop to take
A human form like mine?

“Give me thy heart, My son:”
Lord, Thou my heart has won;
I would love Thee as Thou lov’st me,
O Jesus most desired.

Thy heart is opened wide,
Its offered love most free,
That heart to heart I may abide,
And hide myself in Thee:

Ah, how Thy love doth burn,
Till I that love return!
I would love Thee as Thou lov’st me,
O Jesus most desired.

Here finds my heart its rest,
Repose that knows no shock,
The strength of love that keeps it blest
In Thee, the riven Rock:

My soul, as girt around,
Her citadel hath found:
I would love Thee as Thou lov’st me,
O Jesus most desired.