My only comfort, only joy,
To know I’m bought with blood divine;
The voice of Jesus sweetly sounds,
Child, thou art Mine, forever Mine.
I’m not my own, I’m not my own;
For Jesus’ blood hath purchased me;
His life for me, my life for Him,
My only comfort this shall be.
Delivered from the fear of death,
Delivered from the grave and hell,
Delivered from the tempter’s power,
I’m Christ’s forever! Sin, farewell.
Him whose I am I now shall serve,
And take delight to know His will;
O Master! keep me, and preserve,
That I may all Thy words fulfill.
For Thee I’ll live, in Thee I’ll die,
Assured by Thy Spirit divine;
That Thou art nigh, forever nigh,
My only comfort! I am Thine.