Hymn (Iii) Poem by Alfred Gibbs Campbell

If Thou, dear Lord, art mine,
If I indeed am Thine,
Send down Thy holy light
And banish all my night.


My constant, welcome guest,
Abide within my breast;
Cast all its evil out,
Put all Thy foes to rout.


Let me henceforward be
Happy alone in Thee;
So shall my freed soul feel
For Thee a quenchless zeal;


So shall my will e'er be
In perfect harmony
With all that Thou dost send,
My Saviour and my Friend.


In sickness or in health,
In poverty or wealth,
I yield my willing soul
To Thy supreme control.


With me it shall be well,
In earth, or Heaven, or hell,
Since, Jesus, Thou art mine,
Saviour and Friend Divine.