1 

Thou Magnet of my soul!

   Let me come nearer, till

The life of self pulsates no more,

   But is forever still.

 2 

Thou Sunshine of my heart!

   Fill Thou each crevice there,

And let Thy garden yield to Thee

   A fragrance sweet and rare.

 3 

Thou Ransomer from death!

   Possess Thy ransomed one:

Appropriate to Thine Own use

   The spoil that Thou hast won.

 4 

Thou Lord of Life and Light!

   I bow beneath Thy sway,

And count it holy privilege

   Thy precepts to obey.

 5 

Thou Gift unspeakable!

   Straight from God's heart of love;

I break my heart to give Thee room

   And thus Thy sweetness prove.