- What happiness can equal mine?
I have found the object of my love,
My Saviour and My Lord Divine;
Is come to me from Heaven above. - He makes my heart His own abode;
His flesh becomes my daily bread,
He pours, on me His healing Blood,
And with His life my soul is fed. - Dear Jesus now my heart is Thine,
Oh, may it never from Thee fly;
My God be Thou forever mine,
And I Thine own eternally.