No comeliness I see; The one thing needful, dearest LORD, Is to be one with Thee. Whatever else Thy will withholds, Here grant me to succeed! O let Thyself my portion be, And I am blest indeed! Loved of my GOD, for Him again With love intense I burn; Chosen of Thee ere time began, I choose Thee in return! Less than Thyself will not suffice My comfort to restore; More than Thyself I cannot have; And Thou canst give no more. |