Jesus, my Sav­ior, what didst Thou see
Which made Thee suf­fer and die for me?
I saw thee wan­der­ing far off from Me;
In love I seek for thee; do not flee!

O I will fol­low Thee, star of my soul,
Through the deep shades of life to the goal.
Yes, let Thy cross be borne each day by me;
Mind not how hea­vy, if but with Thee.

Lord, if Thou on­ly wilt make me Thine own,
Give no com­pan­ion, save Thee alone.
Grant through each day of life to stand by Thee;
With Thee when morn­ing breaks, ev­er to be.