1 Jesus, my Saviour and my God,
Thou hast redeem'd me with Thy blood;
By ties, both natural and divine,
I am, and ever will be Thine.

2 But ah! should this inconstant heart,
Ere I n aware, from Thee depart.
What dire reproach would fall on me
For such ingratitude to Thee!
3 The thought I dread, the crime I hate;
The guilt, the shame, I deprecate:

And yet so mighty are my foes,
I dare not trust my warmest vows.

4 Pity my frailty, dearest Lord!
Grace in the needful hour afford:
Oh, steel this tim'rous heart of mine
With fortitude and love divine.
5 So shall I triumph o'er my fears,
And gather joys from all my tears;
So shall I to the world proclaim
The honors of the Christian name.