Give me the grace to die

And to give up all my rights

To seek the good for others,

Holy Father.

Oh, Jesus, be formed in me

Let this temple contain all of thee

Let it not be my will but thine,

Oh, Lord divine

Oh, Lord divine.

Let Your fire burn

Till there's nothing left of me.

Let the wind of Your Spirit

Blow the ashes to the sea

And there's nothing left of me

But only Thee.

Consume me with Your love

And Your fire in my heart.

Let it burn up the old man

Till there doesn't remain a part

Oh, give me the grace to die

My self life to crucify.

With Your Spirit living here,

You will cast away all fear

Let Your fire burn

Till there's nothing left of me

Let the wind of Your Spirit

Blow the ashes to the sea

And there's nothing left of me

But only Thee.