The Act of Consecration

Come, Saviour Jesus, from above!

Assist me with thy heavenly grace;

Empty my heart of earthly love,

And for thyself prepare the place.

O let thy sacred presence fill,

And set my longing spirit free;

Which pants to have not other will,

But night and day to feast on thee.

While in this region here below,

No other good will I pursue;

I'll bid this world of noise and show,

With all its glitt'ring snares, adieu.

That path with humble speed I'll seek,

In which my Saviour's footsteps shine;

Now will I hear, nor will I speak,

Of any other love but thine.

Henceforth may no profane delight

Divide this consecrated soul;

Possess it thou, who hast the right,

As Lord and master of the whole.

Nothing on earth do I desire,

But thy pure love within my breast;

This, only this, will I require,

And freely give up all the rest.