The Longing

My Jesus, I love thee I know thou art mine
For thee, all the follies of sin I resign
My gracious redeemer My savior art thou
If ever I loved thee, My Jesus tis’ now
I Love thee because thou has first loved me
And purchased my pardon on Calvary’s tree
I Love thee for wearing the thorns on thy brow
If ever I loved thee, My Jesus tis now
In mansions of Glory and endless delight
I’ll ever adore thee in heaven so bright
I’ll sing with a glittering crown on my brow
If ever I loved thee, My Jesus tis now