#86Jesus My All

JESUS, my all, to heaven is gone: He whom I fix my hopes upon; His track I see, and I'll pursue The narrow way, till him I view.

The way the holy prophets went, The road that leads from banishment, The King's highway of holiness I'll go, for all his paths are peace.

This is the way I long have sought, And mourn'd because I found it not; My grief, a burden long has been, Because I was not saved from sin.

Lo! Glad I come, and thou, blest Lamb, Shalt take me to thee whose I am; Nothing but sin I thee can give, Nothing but love shall I receive.

Then will I tell to all around, What a dear Saviour I have found; I'll point to thy redeeming blood, And say, "Behold the way to God."