R. Jukes
MY heart is fixed, eternal God,
Fixed on Thee, fixed on Thee;
And my immortal choice is made,
Christ for me, Christ for me;
He is my prophet, priest, and king,
Who did for me salvation bring,
And while I’ve breath I mean to sing,
Christ for me, Christ for me.
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In Him I see the Godhead shine,
Christ for me, Christ for me;
He is the majesty divine,
Christ for me, Christ for me;
The Father’s well-beloved Son,
Co-partner of His royal throne,
Who did for human guilt atone,
Christ for me, Christ for me.
3
Let others boast of heaps of gold,
Christ for me, Christ for me;
His riches never can be told,
Christ for me, Christ for me;
Your gold will waste and wear away,
Your honours perish in a day;
My portion never can decay,
Christ for me, Christ for me.
4
In pining sickness, or in health,
Christ for me, Christ for me;
In deepest poverty or wealth,
Christ for me, Christ for me;
And in that all -important day,
When I the summons must obey,
And pass from this dark world away,
Christ for me, Christ for me.
