To thee, O dear, dear Saviour,
by John S. B. Monsell (1811–1875)
Representative text
As printed in The Church Hymnal (1941), no. 264 — the newest hymnal carrying it.
Verse 1
To thee, O dear, dear Saviour, My spirit turns for rest; My peace is in thy favor, My pillow on thy breast; Though all the world deceive me, I know that I am thine, And thou wilt never leave me, O blessed Saviour mine.
Verse 2
In thee my trust abideth, On thee my hope relies, O thou whose love provideth For all beneath the skies; O thou whose mercy found me, From bondage set me free, And then forever bound me With threefold cords to thee.
Verse 3
Alas, that I should ever Have failed in love to thee, The only One who never Forgat or slighted me! O for a heart to love thee More truly as I ought, And nothing place above thee In deed, or word, or thought.
Verse 4
O for that choicest blessing Of living in thy love, And thus on earth possessing The peace of heaven above! O for the bliss that by it The soul securely knows The holy calm and quiet Of faith's serene repose!