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My God, my Life, my Love
Hymnal: Laudis Corona #159 (1880) Lyrics: 1 My God, my life, my love,
To Thee, to Thee I call.
Oh! come to me, from heav'n above,
And be my God, my All,
And be my God, my All.
2 My faith beholds Thee, Lord!
Concealed in human food;
My senses fail, but in Thy word
I trust, and find my God.
3 Oh, when wilt Thou be mine,
Sweet lover of my soul?
My Jesus dear, my King divine,
Come o'er my heart to rule.
4 Oh! come and fix Thy throne,
Within my very heart,
Oh! make it burn for Thee alone,
And from me ne'er depart.
5 Begone, ye, from my mind,
Vain, childish, earthly toys!
In Jesus only do I find
True pleasures, solid joys. Languages: English Tune Title: [My God, my life, my love]
My God, my Life, my Love
My God, My Life, My Love!
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The New Alleluia #182b (1886) Languages: English Tune Title: [My God, my Life, my Love!]
My God, My Life, My Love!
My God, my Life, my love
Hymnal: The Catholic Harp #71 (1830) Tune Title: [My God, my Life, my love]
My God, my Life, my love
My God, my life, my love
Hymnal: The Southern Harmony, and Musical Companion (New ed. thoroughly rev. and much enl.) #272 (1854) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Lyrics:
1.
My God, my life, my love,
To thee, to thee I call;
I cannot live if thou remove,
For thou art all in all.
2.
Thy shining grace can cheer
This dungeon where I dwell;
'Tis paradise when thou art here;
If thou depart, 'tis hell.
3.
The smilings of thy face,
How amiable they are!
'Tis heaven to rest in thine embrace,
And no where else but there.
4.
To thee, and thee alone,
The angels owe their bliss;
They sit around thy gracious throne,
And dwell where Jesus is.
5.
Not all the harps above
Could make a heavenly place,
If God his residence remove,
Or but conceal his face.
6.
Nor earth, nor all the sky,
Can one delight afford,
No, not a drop of real joy,
Without thy presence, Lord.
7.
Thou art the sea of love,
Where all my pleasures roll:
The circle where my passions move,
And center of my soul.
8.
To thee my spirits fly
With infinite desire,
And yet how far from thee I lie!
Dear Jesus, raise me higher.
Languages: English Tune Title: HOPE
My God, my life, my love
My God, my life, my love
Hymnal: The Southern Harmony, and Musical Companion (New ed. thoroughly rev. and much enl.) #286 (1854) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Lyrics:
1.
My God, my life, my love,
To thee, to thee I call;
I cannot live if thou remove,
For thou art all in all.
2.
Thy shining grace can cheer
This dungeon where I dwell;
'Tis paradise when thou art here;
If thou depart, 'tis hell.
3.
The smilings of thy face,
How amiable they are!
'Tis heaven to rest in thine embrace,
And no where else but there.
4.
To thee, and thee alone,
The angels owe their bliss;
They sit around thy gracious throne,
And dwell where Jesus is.
5.
Not all the bliss harps above
Could make a heavenly place,
If God his residence remove,
Or but conceal his face.
6.
Nor earth, nor all the sky,
Can one delight afford,
No, not a drop of real joy,
Without thy presence, Lord.
7.
Thou art the sea of love,
Where all my pleasures roll:
The circle where my passions move,
And center of my soul.
8.
To thee my spirits fly
With infinite desire,
And yet how far from thee I lie!
Dear Jesus, raise me higher.
Languages: English Tune Title: SHIRLAND
My God, my life, my love
My God, My Life, My Love
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #9367 Meter: 6.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 My God, my life, my love,
To Thee, to Thee I call;
I cannot live if Thou remove,
For Thou art all in all.
2 Thy shining grace can cheer
This dungeon where I dwell;
’Tis paradise when Thou art here;
If Thou depart, ’tis hell.
3 The smilings of Thy face,
How amiable they are!
’Tis heav’n to rest in Thine embrace,
And no where else but there.
4 To Thee, and Thee alone,
The angels owe their bliss;
They sit around Thy gracious throne,
And dwell where Jesus is.
5 Not all the harps above
Could make a heav’nly place,
If God His residence remove,
Or but conceal His face.
6 Nor earth, nor all the sky,
Can one delight afford,
No, not a drop of real joy,
Without Thy presence, Lord.
7 Thou art the sea of love,
Where all my pleasures roll:
The circle where my passions move,
And center of my soul.
8 To Thee my spirits fly
With infinite desire;
And yet how far from Thee I lie!
Languages: English Tune Title: SHIRLAND
My God, My Life, My Love
My God, my life, my love, to thee
Hymnal: A Pocket Hymn Book #XLV (1791) Lyrics: 1 My God, my life, my love,
To thee, to thee I call;
I cannot live if thou remove,
For thou art all in all.
2 Thy shining grace can cheer
This dungeon where I dwell:
'Tis paradise when thou art here;
If thou depart 'tis hell.
3 The smilings of thy face,
How amiable they are,
'Tis heav'n to rest in thine embrace,
And no where else but there.
4 To thee, and thee alone,
The angels owe their bliss;
They sit around thy gracious throne,
And dwell where Jesus is.
5 Not all the harps above
Can make a heav'nly place,
If God his residence remove,
Or but conceal his face.
6 Nor earth, nor all the sky,
Can one delight afford;
No, not one drop of real joy,
Without thy presence, Lord.
7 Thou art the sea of love,
Where all my pleasures roll;
The circle where my passions move,
And centre of my soul.
8 To thee my spirits fly
With infinite desire:
And yet haw far from thee I lie?
Dear Jesus, raise me higher. Topics: Petition Languages: English
My God, my life, my love, to thee
My God, my Life, my Love
Hymnal: The Psalms of David #II.XCIII (1766) Lyrics: 1 My God, my Life, my Love,
To Thee, to Thee I call;
I cannot live, if thou remove,
For thou art All in All.
[2 Thy shining Grace can chear
This Dungeon where I dwell:
'Tis Paradise when thou art here;
If thou depart, 'tis Hell.]
[3 The Smilings of thy Face,
How amiable they are!
'Tis Heav'n to rest in thine Embrace,
And no where else but there.]
[4 To Thee, and Thee alone,
The Angels owe their Bliss;
They sit around thy gracious Throne,
And dwell where Jesus is.]
[5 Not all the Harps above
Can make a heav'nly Place,
If God his Residence remove,
Or but conceal his Face.]
6 Nor Earth, nor all the sky,
Can one Delight afford,
No, not a Drop of real Joy
Without thy Presence, Lord.
[7 Thou art the Sea of Love,
Where all my Pleasures roll,
The Circle where my Passions move,
And Center of my Soul.
[8 To Thee my Spirits fly
With infinite Desire,
And yet how far from Thee I lie!
Dear Jesus, raise me higher. Topics: Absence and Presence of God; Blessedness only in God; God our Portion or Cheif Good; God all, and in all Languages: English
My God, my Life, my Love
My God, my life, my love
Hymnal: A Pocket hymn book, designed as a constant companion for the pious #XLV (1788) Lyrics: 1 My God, my life, my love,
To thee, to thee I call;
I cannot live if thou remove,
For thou art all in all.
2 Thy shining grace can cheer
This dungeon where I dwell:
'Tis paradise when thou art here;
If thou depart 'tis hell.
3 The smilings of thy face,
How amiable they are,
'Tis heav'n to rest in thine embrace,
And no where else but there.
4 To thee, and thee alone,
The angels owe their bliss;
They sit around thy gracious throne,
And dwell where Jesus is.
5 Not all the harps above
Can make a heav'nly place,
If God his residence remove,
Or but conceal his face.
6 Nor earth, nor all the sky,
Can one delight afford,
No, not one drop of real joy
Without thy presence, Lord.
7 Thou art the sea of love,
Where all my pleasures roll,
The circle where my passions move,
And center of my soul.
8 To thee my spirits fly
With infinite desire:
And yet haw far from thee I lie!
Dear Jesus, raise me higher. Topics: Petition Languages: English
My God, my life, my love
My God, my life, my love
Hymnal: A Pocket hymn-book, designed as a constant companion for the pious #XLV (1790) Lyrics: 1 My God, my life, my love,
To thee, to thee I call;
I cannot live if thou remove,
For thou art all in all.
2 Thy shining grace can cheer
This dungeon where I dwell:
'Tis Paradise when thou art here;
If thou depart 'tis hell.
3 The smilings of thy face,
How amiable they are,
'Tis heav'n to rest in thine embrace,
And no where else but there.
4 To thee, and thee alone,
The angels owe their bliss;
They sit around thy gracious throne,
And dwell where Jesus is.
5 Not all the harps above
Can make a heav'nly place,
If God his residence remove,
Or but conceal his face.
6 Nor earth, nor all the sky,
Can one delight afford;
No, not one drop of real joy,
Without thy presence, Lord.
7 Thou art the sea of love,
Where all my pleasures roll;
The circle where my passions move,
And center of my soul.
8 To thee my spirits fly
With infinite desire:
And yet haw far from thee I lie!
Dear Jesus, raise me higher. Topics: Petition Languages: English
My God, my life, my love
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