THOU only Sovereign of my heart, My refuge, my almighty Friend, And can my soul from Thee depart, On Whom alone my hopes depend?
Whither, O whither shall I go, A lonely wanderer from my Lord? Could this dark world of sin and woe, One glimpse of happiness afford?
Eternal life Thy words impart; On these my fainting spirit lives; Here sweeter comforts cheer my heart, Than all the round of nature gives.
Let earth’s alluring joys combine, While Thou art near, in vain they call; One smile, one blissful smile of Thine, My gracious Lord, outweighs them all.
Low at Thy feet my soul would lie, Here safety dwells, and peace divine; Still let me live beneath Thine eye, For life, eternal life, is Thine.
Anne Steele, 1717-78