None of Self and All of Thee

1O, the bit - ter pain and sor - row That a time could ev - er be,
When I proud - ly said to Jesus, 'All of self, and none of thee;'
And I grok - en, spit - it - ed, 'None of self and all of thee.'

2Yet he found me; I beheld him Bleeding on th' accursed tree;
And my wist - ful heart said faint - ly, 'Some of self and some of thee.'

3Day by day his tender mercy, Healing, help - ing, full and free,
Sweet and strong, and ah! so patient, Brought me low - er while it whispered, 'Less of self and more of thee.'

4High - er than the high - est heavens, Deep - er than the deep - est sea,
Lord, thy love at last has conquered: 'None of self and all of thee.'