1 Blessed Saviour! thee I love,
All my other joys above;
All my hopes in thee abide,
Thou my hope, and naught betide:
Ever let my glory be,
Only, only, only thee.

2 Once again beside the cross,
All my gain I count but loss;
Earthly pleasures fade away,--
Clouds they are that hide my day:
Hence, vain shadows! let me see
Jesus, crucified for me.

3 Blessed Saviour, thine am I,
Thine to live, and thine to die;
Height, or depth, or earthly power,
Ne’er shall hide my Saviour more:
Ever shall my glory be
Only, only, only thee.