1  None other Lamb, none other Name,

    None other hope in heav'n or earth or sea,

    None other hiding-place from guilt and shame,

          None beside Thee.

 2  My faith burns low, my hope burns low;

    Only my heart's desire cries out in me

    By the deep thunder of its want and woe,

          Cries out to Thee.

 3  Lord, Thou art Life, though I be dead;

    Love's fire Thou art, however cold I be;

    Nor heaven have I, nor place to lay my head,

          Nor home but Thee.