Verse 1
When, O my Saviour, shall I find,
Planted in me thy heav’nly mind!
When wilt thou make me as thou art,
Lowly and meek and pure in heart!

Verse 2
Till with thy mind and Spirit blest,
I cannot enter into rest;
Rest to my soul I cannot know,
Till fashion’d as my Lord below.

Verse 3
Thou man of griefs, thou man of love,
This wrath, desire, and pride remove:
My nature by thine own expel,
And in my soul for ever dwell.

Verse 4
Thou know’st for this alone I live,
Thy spotless image to retrieve;
With peace and wisdom from above,
With gentle, chaste, and humble love.

Verse 5
O love, essentially divine,
I nothing want, when thou art mine;
Substantial holiness thou art,
And God inhabiting the heart.

Verse 6
Come then to vindicate thine own,
And fix in me thy favourite throne,
My uttermost salvation be;
My heav’n through all eternity!