Thyself, Thyself, Lord Jesus, 'tis Thee and only Thee
My soul desires for comfort, Thy blessed company.
When all around is changing, and all the world grows old,
Unto Thyself, Lord Jesus, may my heart ne'er grow cold.
Thy love hast sought and found us, be this our daily song,
Thou'st suffered to redeem us, to Thee we now belong,
O keep us blessed Savior, from straying from Thy side,
For we were dearly purchased, for us Thou once died.
Unto Thyself, Lord Jesus, O may we ever cleave,
For Thee, and Thy blest presence, all else content to leave;
Though many changes meet us, in this, the present scene,
Thou only art unchanging, and 'tis on Thee I lean.
In Thee, there's peace and comfort, in Thee there's joy and rest,
True happiness abiding, when leaning on Thy breast.
Thy love will ever keep us, my happy heart doth sing,
When living in Thy presence, beneath Thy sheltering wing.
O may we ever follow, the path Thy feet hast trod.
And find in Thee our pleasure, exceeding joy in God;
The world and all its pleasures, can never satisfy,
There's peace alone in Jesus, known only to faith's eye.
To Thee, O blessed Savior, may my heart ever cling,
And sing Thy praises ever, my Savior, Lord, and King,
'Till with Thyself in glory, my ransomed soul shall be,
To worship and adore Thee, for all eternity.