Jesus, Thy boundless love to me

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8.8.8.8.8.8. 1 Jesus, Thy boundless love to me No thought can reach, no tongue declare; Oh, knit my thankful heart with Thee ; And reign without a rival there. Thine wholly, Thine alone I am; Lord, with Thy love my heart inflame. 2 Oh, grant that nothing in my soul May dwell but Thy pure love alone! Oh, may Thy love possess me whole, My joy, my treasure, and my crown! Strange flames far from my heart remove; My every act, word, thought, be love. 3 O love, how cheering is Thy ray! All pain before thy presence flies; Care, anguish, sorrow, melt away Where’er Thy healing beams arise. O Jesus, nothing may I see, Nothing desire or seek, but Thee! 4 Unwearied may I pursue, Dauntlessly to the high prize aspire. Hourly within my soul renew This holy flame, this heavenly fire! And day and night be all my care To guard this sacred treasure there. 5 In suffering, be Thy love my peace; In weakness, be Thy love my power; And when the storms of life shall cease, Jesus, in that dark, final hour, In death, as life be Thou my guide, And save me, who for me hast died. P. Gerhadt, Tr. John Wesley