I love thee, my Savior, I love thee, my Lord,
I love thy dear people, thy ways, and thy word;
With tender emotion I love sinners too,
Since Jesus has died to redeem them from woe.
In vain I attempt to describe what I feel,
The language of mortals or angels would fail;
My Jesus is precious, my soul’s in a flame,
I’m raised to a rapture while praising his name.
I find him in singing, I find him in pray’r,
In sweet meditation he always is there;
My constant companion, O may we ne’er part!
All glory to Jesus, he dwells in my heart.