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.