Soul, what return has God, thy Savior, For all He gives thee day by day? Oh, hast thou in thy gift a favor That can delight and please Him?—Say! The best of off’rings He requires: Thy heart it is that He desires. Give unto God thy heart’s affection; Who else can claim thee as His own? Should Satan hold thee in subjection? With him but pangs of hell are known. To Thee alone, O Lord divine, My heart and all I now resign. Accept the gift which Thou requirest, My heart and soul, O gracious God, The first-fruits Thou so much desirest, For which Thy Son paid with His blood. To Thee I willingly assign My heart, dear Lord, for it is Thine. Whom should I give my heart’s affection But Thee, who gavest Thine to faith? Thy fervent love is my protection; Lord, Thou hast loved me unto death. My heart with Thine shall ever be One heart throughout eternity. |