Lord, it belongs not to my care, Whether I die or live;To love and serve Thee is my share, And this Thy grace must give. If life be long, I will be glad, That I may long obey;If short, yet why should I be sad, To soar to endless day? …
When this passing world is done, When has sunk yon glaring sun,When we stand with Christ in glory, Looking o’er life’s finished story,Then, Lord, shall I fully know– Not till then–how much I owe. When I hear the wicked call On the rocks and hills to fall;When I see them …
I lay my sins on Jesus, The spotless Lamb of God;He bears them all and frees us From the accursed load.I bring my guilt to Jesus, To wash my crimson stains,White in His blood most precious, Till not a spot remains. I lay my wants on Jesus; All fulness dwells …
