Oh, the bitter shame and sorrow, That a time could ever be, When I let the Saviour's pity Plead in vain ; and proudly answered, " All of self, and none of Thee ! "
2. Yet He found me ; I beheld Him Bleeding on the accursdd tree : Heard Him pray : " Forgive them, Father ! " And my wistful heart said faintly, â Some of self, and some of Thee ! "
3. Day by day His tender mercy, Healing, helping, full and free ; Sweet and strong, and ah ! so patient, Brought me lower, while I whispered, " Less of self, and more of Thee ! "
4. Higher than the highest heavens, Deeper than the deepest sea, Lord, Thy love at last hath conquered ; Grant me now my supplication---- " None of self, and all of Thee ! "