Oh how could I forget Him,

Who ne'er forgetteth me?

Or tell the love that let Him

Descend to set me free?

Have I not seen Him dying

For us on yonder tree?

Have I not heard him crying,

Arise and follow me?

For ever will I love Him

Who saw my hopeless plight,

Who felt my sorrows move Him,

And brought me life and light;

Whose arm shall be around me

When my last hour is come,

And suffer none to wound me,

Though dark the passage home.

He gives me pledges holy,

His body and His blood,

He lifts the scorn'd, the lowly,

He makes my courage good,

For He will reign within me,

And shed His graces there;

The heaven He died to win me

Can I then fail to share?

In joy and sorrow ever

Shine through me, Blessed Heart,

Who bleeding for us, never

Didst shrink from sorest smart!

Whate'er I've lov'd, or striven,

Or borne, I bring to Thee,

Now let Thy heart and heaven

Stand open, Lord, to me.