I must have my Love.
That my heart may be softened through the tenderness of Your love.
That my life may have value again,
when You look upon me with Your patient affections.
How often I fail you,
greatly I do.
More than I love You,
do I so frequently follow the worthless lusts of this world.
Pluck out my eyes,
And cut off my hand,
That my devotion may belong to You,
and only You.
Oh, how my soul groans within me,
to be well with You again.
For our hearts to become one,
And my life again Yours.