1  I love my Lord, but with no love of mine,

          For I have none to give;

    I love Thee, Lord, but all the love is Thine,

          For by Thy love I live.

    I am as nothing, and rejoice to be

    Emptied, and lost, and swallowed up in Thee.

 2  Thou, Lord, alone, art all Thy children need,

          And there is none beside;

    From Thee the streams of blessedness proceed,

          In Thee the bless'd abide.

    Fountain of life, and all-abounding grace,

    Our source, our center, and our dwelling-place.