Ever by my love be ownèd,
Jesu! who hast lovèd me,
And hast for my sin atonèd,
Sin wherewith I grievèd Thee;
Ah! how well is it with me
Whensoe’er I bow my knee
At the cross where Thou expiredst,
And true life for me acquiredst.

Heal my soul, Thou my salvation!
Heal my weakness; heal my grief:
Take away my tribulation;
Be to all my ills relief:
Ills the Fall on me hath brought,
Ills I for myself have wrought:
Let Thy blood be my heart bedewing,
Ever be my peace renewing.

Be Thy bleeding wounds impressèd
Evermore upon my heart;
Thus may every hour be blessèd,
Nor my thoughts from Thee depart.
Thou my treasure art most blest;
All my heart in Thee shall rest:
Be Thy love on me descending,
At Thy feet, O Jesu! bending.