True Happiness

Fix my heart and eyes on thine! What are other objects worth? But to see thy glory shine Is a heaven begun on earth: Trifles can no longer move— Oh, I tread on all beside When I feel my Saviour’s love, And remember how he died!

Now my search is at an end, Now my wishes rove no more! Thus my moments I would spend, Love and wonder and adore: Jesus, source of excellence! All thy glorious love reveal; Kingdoms shall not bribe me hence While this happiness I feel.

Take my heart, ’tis all thine own, To thy will my spirit frame; Thou shalt reign, and thou alone, Over all I have or am: If a foolish thought shall dare To rebel against thy word, Slay it, Lord, and do not spare, Let it feel thy Spirit’s sword.

Making thus the Lord my choice, I have nothing more to choose But to listen to thy voice, And my will in thine to lose: Thus, whatever may betide, I shall safe and happy be; Still content and satisfied, Having all in having thee.