I am Thine, my blessèd Lord,
Thou hast died for me.
All I have and all I am,
Now belongs to Thee;
Give me of Thy heav’nly store,
Grace to love and serve Thee more,
Let Thy blood, a cleansing flood,
Make me pure and free.

Refrain

In Thy love and fullness wide,
All my imperfections hide,
Ever in my heart abide,
All in all to me.

Oft methinks I hear Thy voice,
“I have died for thee;
What has thou today, My child,
Wrought in love for Me?”
Only little duties done,
Trials borne and victories won,
Small to show, yet this I know,
They were done for Thee.

Refrain

Guided ever by Thy love,
All my way is bright;
Burdens Thou dost send me, Lord,
Borne for Thee are light.
While I closely cling to Thee,
What can harm or hinder me?
Every day a little way
Nearer Heaven and Thee.

Refrain

So I’ll gladly journey on
Toward my heavenly home;
Walking in Thy strength alone,
Till the end shall come.
Then when Thy dear face I see,
This shall be my only plea:
I have tried—but Thou hast died,
Died, dear Lord, for me.

In Thy love and fullness wide,
All my imperfections hide,
Jesus, Savior, Friend and Guide,
Let me dwell with Thee!

Now to God, our Strength and Savior,
Render praise and loudly sing.
In our fathers’ God rejoicing,
All your noblest music bring.

Let the trumpet, far resounding,
This our festal day proclaim,
By our fathers’ God appointed,
When from bondage Israel came.

I, Thy God, removed thy burdens,
When thou calledst, set thee free,
Proved thee in the thirsty desert,
In the thunder answered thee.

O My people, hear My pleadings;
O that thou wouldst hearken now;
No strange worship shalt thou offer,
Nor to idols shalt thou bow.

I am God the Lord Who saved thee,
And from cruel bondage freed;
Open wide thy mouth of longing;
I will satisfy thy need.

But My people would not hearken,
Yea, they would not yield to Me;
So I left them in their blindness,
Their own counselors to be.

If My people would obey Me,
Gladly walking in My ways,
Soon would I, their foes subduing,
Fill their lips with songs of praise.

All the haters of Jehovah
Shall His clemency implore,
And the days of those that love Him
Shall endure forevermore.

Yea, with wheat the very finest
I their hunger will supply,
Bid the very rocks yield honey
That shall fully satisfy.

O God, our strength, to Thee our song
With grateful hearts we raise;
To Thee, and Thee alone, belong
All worship, love and praise.

In trouble’s dark and stormy hour
Thine ear hath heard our prayer;
And graciously Thine arm of power
Hath saved us from despair.

And Thou, O ever gracious Lord,
Wilt keep Thy promise still,
If, meekly hearkening to Thy Word,
We seek to do Thy will.

Led by the light Thy grace imparts,
Ne’er may we bow the knee
To idols, which our wayward hearts
Set up instead of Thee.

So shall Thy choicest gifts, O Lord,
Thy faithful people bless;
For them shall earth its stores afford,
And Heav’n its happiness.