Christ, my Life, my Only Treasure,
Thou alone mould Thine own after Thy good pleasure.
Thou, who paidst my price, direct me!
Thine I am, Holy Lamb, save, and always save me.
From all earthly expectation
Set me free, seize for Thee all my strength of passion.
Into absolute subjection
Be it brought, every thought, every fond affection.
That which most my soul requires
For Thy sake hold it back, purge my best desires.
Keep from me Thy lovliest creature,
Till I prove Jesus' love infinitely sweeter;
Till with purest passion panting,
Cries my heart 'where Thou art nothing more is wanting'.
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