All our best performances

Verse 1
All our best performances
Without love can never please;
All our pains are misemploy’d,
Worthless in the sight of God;
But the touch of love divine,
Makes our meanest actions shine,
Casts us in a finer mould,
Turns our nature’s dross to gold.

Verse 2
Gracious Lord, implant in me
That celestial charity,
Let my every word and deed
From a loving heart proceed,
Hence may all my tempers rise,
Then accept my sacrifice,
Then in all my nature own
The pure Spirit of thy Son.

Hymnal/Album: Originally titled “Let all your things be done with charity.”—[1 Cor.] xvi. 14. Introduced in Charles Wesley, Short Hymns on Select Passages of the Holy Scriptures, Vol. 2 (Bristol: Farley, 1762). Published in The Poetical Works of John and Charles Wesley, Collected and Arranged by G. Osborn, Vol. 13 (London: Wesleyan-Methodist Conference Office, 1872), page 42.
Publishing: Public Domain