1  Thou Magnet of my soul!

       Let me come nearer, till

    The life of self pulsates no more,

       But is forever still.

 2  Thou Sunshine of my heart!

       Fill Thou each crevice there,

    And let Thy garden yield to Thee

       A fragrance sweet and rare.

 3  Thou Ransomer from death!

       Possess Thy ransomed one:

    Appropriate to Thine Own use

       The spoil that Thou hast won.

 4  Thou Lord of Life and Light!

       I bow beneath Thy sway,

    And count it holy privilege

       Thy precepts to obey.

 5  Thou Gift unspeakable!

       Straight from God's heart of love;

    I break my heart to give Thee room

       And thus Thy sweetness prove.