331. O Love, who formedst me to wear

O Love, who formedst me to wear

The image of Thy Godhead here;

Who soughtest me with tender care

Through all my wanderings wild and drear,

O Love, I give myself to Thee,

Thine ever, only Thine to be.

O Love, who ere life's earliest dawn

On me Thy choice hast gently laid;

O Love, who here as Man wast born,

And wholly like to us wast made;

O Love, I give myself to Thee,

Thine ever, only Thine to be.

O Love, who once in time wast slain,

Pierced through and through with bitter

O Love, who wrestling thus didst gain

That we eternal joy might know;

O Love, I give myself to Thee,

Thine ever, only Thine to be.

O Love, who lovest me for aye,

Who for my soul dost ever plead;

O Love, who didst my ransom pay,

Whose power suffice tli in my stead;

O Love, I give myself to Thee,

Thine ever, only Thine to be.

O Love, who once shalt bid me rise

From out this dying life of ours;

O Love, who once o'er yonder skies

Shalt set me in the fadeless bowers;

O Love, I give myself to Thee,

Thine ever, only Thine to be.