More love to Thee, O Christ!
More
love to Thee;
Hear
thou the prayer I make
On
bended knee.
This
is my earnest plea,
More
love, O Christ, to thee;
More
love to thee!
More
love to thee!
2
Once
earthly joy I craved,
Sought
peace and rest;
Now
thee alone I seek,
Give
what is best.
This
all my prayer shall be,
More
love, O Christ, to Thee;
More
love to Thee!
More
love to thee!
3
Let
sorrow do its work;
Send
grief and pain;
Sweet
are Thy messengers,
Sweet
their refrain,
When
they can sing with me,
More
love, O Christ, to Thee,
More
love to Thee!
More
love to Thee!
4
Then
shall my latest breath
Whisper
Thy praise;
This
be the parting cry
My
heart shall raise;
This
still its prayer shall be,
More
love, O Christ, to Thee,
More
love to Thee!
More
love to thee!