My gracious Lord, I own Thy right
To every service I can pay,
And call it my supreme delight
To hear Thy dictates, and obey.
What is my being but for Thee,
Its sure support, its noblest end?
Thy ever-smiling face to see,
And serve the cause of such a friend.
I would not breathe for worldly joy,
Or to increase my worldly good;
Nor future days nor powers employ
To spread a sounding name abroad.
’Tis to my Savior I would live,
To Him, who for my ransom died;
Nor could untainted Eden give
Such bliss as crowns me at His side.
His work my hoary age shall bless,
When youthful vigor is no more;
And my last hour of life confess
His love hath animating power.
Topics: Hymns and Worship