Courtney Way

O my Jesus! O my Jesus!
Bridegroom of my heart,
Who espoused, Who espoused,
To my nature art;
Thou my love, hast bore my blame,
Thy dear wounds and lovely name,
Deep imprest upon my breast,
Shall always be my flame.

In my weakness, in my weakness,
There I always see.
Constant witness, constant witness,
That thy love is free:
Empty I, of goodness void,
Whilst on thee, my lamb, I staid,
Thou art love, and this I prove,
And shall not be afraid.