My Jesus, I love thee, I know thou art mine;
For thee all the follies of sin I resign,
My gracious Redeemer, My Saviour art thou;
If ever I loved thee, My Jesus, ‘Tis now.

I love Thee because Thou hast first loved me
And purchased my pardon on Calvary's tree
I love Thee for wearing the thorns on Thy brow;
If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, tis now.

I’ll love Thee in life, I will love Thee in death,
And praise Thee as long as Thou lendest breath,
And say when the death-dew lies cold on my brow,
If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, 'tis now.

In mansions of glory and endless delight,
I’ll ever adore Thee in heavèn so bright;
I sing with the glittèring crown on my brow,
If ever I loved Thee, my Jesus, tis now.