Choir for 4 voices
Soprano solo
Alto solo
Tenor solo
Bass solo
Horn
Oboe d`amore
Violin I + II
Viola
Basso continuo

This my Jesus I'll not leave,
Since his life for me he offered;
Thus by duty I am bound
Limpet-like to him forever.
He is light unto my life,
This my Jesus I'll not leave.


As long as yet a drop of blood
In heart and veins is stirring,
Shall Jesus, he alone,
My life and my existence be.
My Jesus, who for me such wond'rous things hath done.
I can, indeed, nought but my life and body
To him as presents offer.

And when the cruel stroke of death
My thoughts corrupt, my members weaken,
And comes the flesh's hated day,
Which only fear and terror follow,
My comfort is my firm resolve:
I will my Jesus never leave.

Alas!
What grievous toil and woe
Perceiveth here e'en now my spirit?
Will not my sore-offended breast
Become a wilderness and den of yearning
For Jesus, its most painful loss?
But still, my soul with faith looks up,
E'en to that place where faith and hope shine radiant,
And where I, once my course is run,
Shall, Jesus, evermore embrace thee.

Withdraw thyself quickly, my heart, from the world,
Thou shalt find in heaven thy true satisfaction.
When one day thine eye shall the Savior behold,
At last shall thy passionate heart be restored,
Where it will in Jesus contentment receive.

Jesus I'll not let leave me,
I will ever walk beside him;
Christ doth let me more and more
To the spring of life be guided.
Blessed he who saith with me:
This my Jesus I'll not leave.

Romans 12: 1-6

Luke 2: 41-52