Hymns for Love, 31

Give me love, and let me die,
Happy die or happy live,
Live, Thy name to glorify,
Die, Thy fulness to receive;
Thou the potter, I the clay,
I Thy only will obey.

By Thy most benign command
Bound I am my God to love:
Who against Thy will can stand?
Mountains at Thy word remove.
Stone is turn'd to flesh, and I
With Thy dear command comply.

Now the precious grace impart.
Now the promised good bestow;
Pour Thy love into my heart.
Let it all my soul o'erflow.
Love which none can comprehend.
Without bounds and without end.

Then, without a wish, I wail
Till my change appointed come.
Till the ministers of fate
Bear my ready spirit home.
All Thy plenitude to prove,
Lost in an abyss of love.