| Alfred H. Miles, ed. The Sacred Poets of the Nineteenth Century. 1907. | | | | “Jesus, my Lord, my God, my all!” | | By Henry Collins |
| | | JESU, my Lord, my God, my all! | |
| Hear me, blest Saviour, when I call; | |
| Hear me, and from Thy dwelling-place | |
| Pour down the riches of Thy grace: | |
| Jesu, my Lord, I Thee adore, | 5 |
| O make me love Thee more and more. | |
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| Jesu! alas! too coldly sought, | |
| How can I love Thee as I ought? | |
| And how extol Thy matchless fame, | |
| The glorious beauty of Thy Name? | 10 |
| Jesu, my Lord, I Thee adore, | |
| O make me love Thee more and more. | |
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| Jesu! what didst Thou find in me, | |
| That Thou hast dealt so lovingly? | |
| How great the joy that Thou hast brought! | 15 |
| So far exceeding hope or thought! | |
| Jesu, my Lord, I Thee adore, | |
| O make me love Thee more and more. | |
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| Jesu! of Thee shall be my song; | |
| To Thee my heart and soul belong; | 20 |
| All that I am or have is Thine, | |
| And Thou, my Saviour! Thou art mine. | |
| Jesu, my Lord, I Thee adore, | |
| O make me love Thee more and more. | | | | |
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