More love to Thee, O Christ,
More love to Thee!
Hear Thou the prayer I make,
On bended knee.
This is my earnest plea:
More love, O Christ, to Thee,
More love to Thee.
Once earthly joy I craved,
Sought peace and rest.
Now Thee alone I seek;
Give what is best.
This all my prayer shall be:
More love, O Christ, to Thee,
More love to Thee.
Let sorrow do its work,
Come grief or pain;
Sweet are Thy messengers,
Sweet their refrain
When they can sing with me:
More love, O Christ, to Thee,
More love to Thee.
Then shall my latest breath
Whisper Thy praise.
This be the parting cry
My heart shall raise;
This still its prayer shall be:
More love, O Christ, to Thee,
More love to Thee!
– Elizabeth P. Prentiss (1856)