30 Who is there like Thee, Jesus, unto me?

1 Who is there like Thee, Jesus, unto me? None are like Thee, none above Thee, Thou art altogether lovely; None on earth have we, None in heaven like Thee. 2 Love that warmly glowed, Blood that freely flowed; Life that stooped to death to save me, And a deathless being gave me; Bore my guilty load, Brought me back to God! 3 Plant Thyself in me, I will learn of Thee, To be lowly, meek, and tender, Wrath and pride and self surrender: Nothing shouldst Thou see But Thyself in me. 4 When on death's cold strand I one day shall stand, Let Thy presence go beside me, Through the gloomy waters guide me: Grant me then to stand, Lord, at Thy right hand.