Be Thou supreme, O Jesus Christ,
Nor creed, nor form, nor
word;
Nor holy Church, nor human love,
compare with Thee,
my Lord!
Be Thou supreme, O Jesus Christ,
Thy love has conquered
me;
Beneath Thy Cross I die to self,
And live alone to
Thee.
Be Thou supreme, O Jesus Christ,
My inmost being fill;
So shall I think as Thou dost think,
And will as thou dost
will.
Be Thou supreme, O Jesus Christ,
Thy life transfigure
mine;
And through this veil of mortal flesh,
Lord, let Thy
splendor shine.
Be Thou supreme, O Jesus Christ,
My soul exults in Thee;
To be Thy slave, to do Thy will,
is my felicity.