J Scheffler; J Wesley, Tr.

8.8.8.D.

THEE will I love, my strength, my tower,

Thee will I love, my joy, my crown,

Thee will I love with all my power

In all my works and Thee alone,

Thee will I love ’til sacred fire

Fills my whole soul with pure desire.

2

I thank Thee uncreated Sun

That Thy bright beams on me have shined;

I thank Thee, who hast overthrown

My foes, and healed my wounded mind:

I thank Thee whose enlivening voice

Bids my freed heart in Thee rejoice.

3

Uphold me in the doubtful race,

Nor suffer me again to stray;

Strengthen my feet with steady pace

Still to press forward in Thy way:

That all my powers with all their might,

In Thy sole glory may unite.

4

Thee will I love, my joy, my crown;

Thee will I love, my Lord, my God;

Thee will I love, beneath Thy frown

Or smile, Thy sceptre or Thy rod;

What though my flesh and heart decay,

Thee shall I love in endless day.