Precious Jesus

Precious Jesus, how I love thee! And I know thy love is mine; All my little life I give thee, Use it, Lord, in ways of thine. Use my warmest, best affections; Use my mem' ry, mind and will; Then with all thy loving spirit All my emptied nature fill.

All of earth and all of heaven, All I want I find in thee; Jesus, Jesus, precious Jesus, Thou art all the world to me.

Vain the world its pleasure boasting, Vain the charms of earth to me; Gold is dross, and riches worthless If they turn my heart from thee. Dearer, nearer than a brother, Source of all my happiness; Comfort too, in ev' ry sorrow, Ever near to help and bless.

Lord I touch thy sacred garment, Fearless stretch my eager hand, Virtue, like a healing fountain, Freely flows at love' s command. Lo he turns and looks upon me With those wonder-speaking eyes; Vain my soul essays to answer, I am lost in sweet surprise.

O! how precious, dear Redeemer, Is the love that fills my soul. I am thine and have this tokene While I' m running for the goal. Lo! a new creation dawning; Lo! I rise to life divine; In my soul an Easter morning; I am Christ' s, and Christ is mine. Hymn 240A - Grace In Song

Be present at our table, Lord, Be here and ev' rywhere adored, These mercies bless and grant that we May feast eternally with Thee.