Verse 1
Jesus, the first and last,
On thee my soul is cast:
Thou didst thy work begin
By blotting out my sin;
Thou wilt the root remove,
And perfect me in love.
Verse 2
Yet when the work is done,
The work is but begun:
Partaker of thy grace,
I long to see thy face:
The first I prove below,
The last I die to know.