Desiring to Love

What shall I do my God to love,
My Saviour, and the world's, to praise?
Whose bowels of compassion move
To me, and all the fallen race;
Whose mercy is divinely free
For all the fallen race, and me.

I long to know, and to make known,
The height and depth of love Divine,
The kindness Thou to me hast shown,
Whose every sin was counted Thine:
My God for me resign'd His breath,
He died to save my soul from death.

All souls are Thine: and Thou for all
The ransom of Thy life hast given;
To raise the sinner from his fall,
And bring him back to God and heaven;
Thou all the world hast died to save,
And all may Thy salvation have.

How shall I thank Thee for the grace,
On me, and all mankind bestow'd?
O that my every breath were praise!
O that my heart were fill'd with God!
My heart would then with love o'erflow,
And all my life Thy glory show.

See me, O Lord, athirst and faint,
Me weary of forbearing see;
And let me feel Thy love's constraint,
And freely give up all for Thee;
True in the fiery trial prove,
And pay Thee back Thy dying love.