Come, Saviour Jesus, from above!
Assist me with thy heav'nly grace
Empty my heart of earthly love,
And for thyself prepare the place.

O let Thy sacred presence fill
And set my longing spirit free,
Which pants to have no other will,
But day and night to feast on Thee

That path with humble speed I'll seek,
Wherein my Saviour's footstep shine,
Nor will I hear, nor will I speak
Of any other love but Thine,

Henceforth may no profane delight,
Divide this consecrated soul,
Possess it Thou, who hast the right,
As Lord and master of the whole.

Thee I can love, and Thee alone
With pure delight and inward bliss:
To know Thou tak’st me for Thine own,
O what a happiness is this!

Nothing on earth do I desire
But Thy pure love within my breast;
This, only this, will require,
And freely give up all the rest.