I cannot breathe enough of Thee,

1.

I cannot breathe enough of Thee,

O gentle Breeze of Love;

More fragrant than the myrtle tree

The Rose of Sharon is to me,

The Balm of heav’n above,

The Balm of heav’n above.

2.

I cannot gaze enough on Thee,

Thou Fairest of the Fair;

My heart is filled with ecstasy,

As in Thy face of radiancy

I see such beauty there,

I see such beauty there.

3.

I cannot yield enough to Thee,

My Savior, Master, Friend;

I do not wish to go out free,

But ever, always, willingly,

To serve Thee to the end,

To serve Thee to the end.

4.

I cannot sing enough of Thee,

The sweetest name on earth;

A note so full of melody

Comes from my heart so joyously,

And fills my soul with mirth,

And fills my soul with mirth.

5.

I cannot speak enough of Thee,

I have so much to tell;

Thy heart it beats so tenderly

As Thou dost draw me close to Thee

And whisper, “All is well,”

And whisper, “All is well.”