My Lord, didst Thou endure such smart,
My life, when forfeited, to save?
And didst Thou bear upon Thy heart
My name, when rising from the grave?

Am I in Thy remembrance still,
Midst all the glories of Thy throne?
To form Thy servant to Thy will,
And fix my dwelling near Thy own?

What can a feeble worm repay
For love so infinite as Thine?
The torrent bears my soul away,
The impetuous stream of grace divine.

To Thee, my Lord, it bears me on,
Self shall be deified no more;
By self betrayed, by self undone,
I live by Thy recovering power.

Accept a soul so dearly bought;
Bought by Thy life upon the tree;
A soul which by Thy Spirit taught,
Knows no delight but serving Thee.