First Line: Jesus, Thine all-victorious love,

Jesus, Thine all-victorious love
Shed in my soul abroad ;
Then shall my heart no longer rove,
Rooted and fixed in God.

2 Oh that in me the sacred fire
Might now begin to glow !
Burn up the dross of base desire,
And make the mountains flow.

3 Thou, who at Pentecost didst fall,
Do Thou my sins consume ;
Come, Holy Ghost, for Thee I call;
Spirit of Burning, come !

4 Refining Fire, go through my heart,
Illuminate my soul ;
Scatter Thy life through every part,
And sanctify the whole.

5 My steadfast soul, from falling free,
Shall then no longer move,
While Christ is all the world to me,
And all my heart is love.