1 Abide in thee, in that deep love of thine,
My Jesus, Lord, thou Lamb of God divine;
Down, closely down, as living branch with tree,
I would abide, my Lord, my Christ, in thee.

2 Abide in thee, my Saviour God, I know
How love of thine, so vast, in me may flow:
My empty vessel running o’er with joy,
Now overflows to thee without alloy.

3 Abide in thee, nor doubt, nor self, nor sin,
Can e’er prevail with thy blest life within;
Joined to thyself, communing deep, my soul
Knows naught besides its motions to control.

4 Abide in thee, ’tis thus alone I know
The secrets of thy mind ev'n while below;
All joy and peace, and knowledge of thy Word,
All power and fruit, and service for the Lord.