1 My God, my Life, my Love,
To thee, to thee I call,
I cannot live if thou remove,
For thou art all in all.

2 [Thy shining grace can cheer
This dungeon where I dwell;
’Tis paradise when thou art here;
If thou depart, ’tis hell.]

3 [The smilings of thy face,
How amiable they are!
’Tis heaven to rest in thy embrace,
And nowhere else but there.]

4 [To thee, and thee alone,
The angels owe their bliss;
They sit around thy gracious throne,
And dwell where Jesus is.]

5 [Not all the harps above
Can make a heavenly place,
If God his residence remove,
Or but conceal his face.]

6 Nor earth, nor all the sky,
Can one delight afford;
No, not a drop of real joy,
Without thy presence, Lord.

7 [Thou art the sea of love,
Where all my pleasures roll;
The circle where my passions move,
And centre of my soul.]

8 [To thee my spirits fly,
With infinite desire;
And yet how far from thee I lie;
Dear Jesus, raise me higher.]