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And can I yet delay
My little all to give?
To wean my soul from earth away
For Jesus to receive?
Tho' late, I all forsake;
My will, my all resign:
Gracious Redeemer, take, O take,
And seal me ever thine.
Come and possess me whole,
Nor hence again remove;
Settle and fix my wavering soul
With all thy weight of love.
My one desire be this,
Thy love to fully know:
Nor seek I longer other bliss,
Or other good below.
My life, my portion thou;
Thou all sufficient art:
My hope, my heavenly treasure, now
Enter, and keep my heart.