1. I love my Lord, but with no love of mine,
        For I have none to give;
    I love Thee, Lord, but all the love is Thine,
        For by Thy love I live.
    I am as nothing, and rejoice to be
    Emptied, and lost, and swallowed up in Thee.
  2. Thou, Lord, alone, art all Thy children need,
        And there is none beside;
    From Thee the streams of blessedness proceed,
        In Thee the bless’d abide.
    Fountain of life, and all-abounding grace,
    Our source, our center, and our dwelling-place.