Upon Thy. heart, Lord Jesus,
Thou bearest me above,
There's naught to me down-flowing,
But a mighty stream of love.
Upon Thy breast, Lord Jesus,
My every care I tell,
And leaving Thee to order,
I know it will be well.
Between thy shoulders, Savior,
I'm carried day by day,
I need not look before me,
For the Shepherd knows the way.
Before Thy face, Lord Jesus,
Forever I shall rest,
Beholding there Thy beauty,
And be forever blest.