If not Jesus, none can rest :
Lord, my heart to Thee is given----
Take it, for it loves Thee best.
2 Thus I cast the world behind me,
Jesus most beloved shall be ;
Beauteous more than all things beauteous,
He alone is joy to me.
3 Bright with all eternal radiance
Is the glory of Thy face ;
Thou art loving, sweet, and tender,
Full of pity, full of grace.
4 When I hated, Thou didst love me,
Shedd'st for me Thy precious blood ;
Still Thou lovest, lovest ever :
Shall I not love Thee, my God ?
5 Keep my heart still faithful to Thee,
That my earthly life may be
But a shadow to that glory
Of my hidden life in Thee !