Jesus, my Lord, my God, my all,\nHow can I love thee as I ought?\nAnd how revere this wondrous gift,\nSo far surpassing hope or thought?\nSweet Sacrament, we thee adore;\nOh, make us love thee more and more.\n2. Had I but Mary’s sinless heart\nTo love thee with, my dearest King,\nOh, with what bursts of fervent praise\nThy goodness, Jesus, would I sing!\n3. Ah, see! Within a creature’s hand\nThe vast Creator deigns to be,\nReposing, infant-like, as though\nOn Joseph’s arm, or Mary’s knee.\n4. Thy body, soul, and Godhead, all;\nO mystery of love divine!\nI cannot compass all I have,\nFor all thou hast and art are mine.\n5. Sound, sound his praises higher still,\nAnd come, ye angels, to our aid;\n‘Tis God, ‘tis God, the very God,\nWhose power both man and angels made.