Jesus, grant me this, I pray,
ever in your heart to stay;
let me evermore abide
hidden in your wounded side.

If the evil one prepare,
or the world, a tempting snare,
I am safe when I abide
in your heart and wounded side.

If the flesh, more dangerous still,
tempt my soul to deeds of ill,
naught I fear when I abide
in your heart and wounded side.

Death will come one day to me;
Jesus, cast me not from you:
dying let me still abide
in your heart and wounded side.