Saviour Mine

1To Thee,
O dear, dear Saviour!
My spirit turns for rest,
My peace is in Thy favor,
My pillow on Thy breast;
Tho' all the world deceive me,
I know that I am Thine,
And Thou wilt never leave me,
O blessed Saviour mine.

2In Thee my trust abideth,
On Thee my hope relies,
O Thou whose love provideth For all beneath the skies;
It was Thy mercy found me,
From bondage set me free,
And then forever bound me With threefold cords to Thee.

3My grief is in the dullness With which this sluggish heart Doth open to the fullness Of all Thou wouldst impart;
My hope is in Thy beauty Of holiness divine,
My joy is in the duty That binds my life in Thine.