Saviour ! Thy dying love Thou gavest me, Nor should I aught withhold, My Lord, from Thee ; In love my soul would bow, My heart fulfil its vow, Some offering bring Thee now, Something for Thee.
2. At the blest mercy-seat, Pleading for me, My feeb'e faith looks up, Jesus, to Thee : Help me the cross to bear, Thy wondrous lcve declare, Some song to raise, or prayer, Something for Thee.
3. Give me a faithful heart---- Likeness to Thee,---- That each departing day Henceforth may see Some work of love begun, Some deed of kindness done, Some wanderer sought and won, Something for Thee.
4. All that I am and have---- Thy gifts so free--- In joy, in grief, through life, O Lord, for Thee ! And when Thy face I see, My ransomed soul shall be, Through all eternity, Something for Thee.