76*. Thine, Jesus, Thine

by A. Midlane
Thine, Jesus, Thine,
No more this heart of mine
Shall seek its joy apart from Thee,
The world is crucified to me,
And I am Thine.
“What? know ye not that your body is the temple of the Holy Ghost which is in you, which ye have of God, and ye are not your own? For ye are bought with a price: therefore glorify God in your body, and in your spirit, which are God's.” (1 Corinthians 6:19-20)
Thine—Thine alone,
My joy, my hope, my crown:
Now earthly things may fade and die,
They charm my soul no more, for I
Am Thine alone.
Thine—ever Thine,
Forever to recline
On love eternal, fixed and sure—
Yes, I am Thine forevermore—
Lord Jesus, Thine.
Then let me live
Continual praise to give
To Thy dear name, my precious Lord,
Henceforth alone beloved, adored;
So let me live—
Till Thou shalt come
And bear me to Thy home,
Forever freed from earthly care,
Eternally Thy love to share—
Lord Jesus, come!
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