1
Lord, Thou hast won my heart;
With Thee I love to be;
There's not one thing, save what Thou art,
My heart desires to see.
With Thee I love to be;
There's not one thing, save what Thou art,
My heart desires to see.
2
What else could I desire
In heaven or on earth?
To this alone I would aspire:
To know Thy peerless worth.
In heaven or on earth?
To this alone I would aspire:
To know Thy peerless worth.
3
Thou art my heart's delight,
The Sweetest of the sweet;
All else becomes devoid of taste
When once compared to Thee.
The Sweetest of the sweet;
All else becomes devoid of taste
When once compared to Thee.
4
Lord, on account of Thee
All other loves grow pale;
Chiefest among ten thousand, Thou
Dost e'er o'er all prevail.
All other loves grow pale;
Chiefest among ten thousand, Thou
Dost e'er o'er all prevail.
5
Enamored of Thyself
I forfeit all to Thee,
For 'tis when I have nothing that
I've everything in Thee.
I forfeit all to Thee,
For 'tis when I have nothing that
I've everything in Thee.
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