2 Naught else I feel, or hear, or see,
All bonds of earth I sever;
Thee, O my Lord, and only thee,
I live for, now, and ever.
3 Like him whose fetters dropped away
When light shone o’er his prison,
My soul now touched by mercy’s ray,
Hath from its chains arisen.
4 And shall the soul thou bidd’st be free,
Return to bondage? Never;