1 I lift my heart to thee,
Saviour divine!
For thou art all to me,
And I am thine.
Is there on earth a closer bond than this,
That "my Beloved's mine, and I am his?"

2 Thine am I by all ties;
But chiefly thine,
That through thy sacrifice,
Thou, Lord, art mine.
By thine own cords of love, so sweetly wound
Around me, I to thee am closely bound.

3 To thee, thou bleeding Lamb,
I all things owe;
All that I have and am,
And all I know.
All that I have is now no longer mine,
And I am not mine own; Lord, I am thine.

4 How can I, Lord, withhold
Life's brightest hour,
From thee; or gathered gold,
Or any power?
Why should I keep one precious thing from thee,
When thou hast given thine own dear self for me?