Parting with Self

1And must I part with all of self,
My dearest Lord, for Thee?
It is but right since Thou hast done Much more than this for me.

2Yes, let it go; one look from Thee Will more than make amends For all the losses I sustain Of honor, riches, friends.

3Ten thousand worlds, ten thousand lives,
How worthless they appear Compared with Thee, supremely good,
Divinely bright and fair!