Verse 1
And am I in the body still?
Reserv’d to know the Master’s will,
And govern’d by his word,
To do whate’er his love ordains,
To suffer, and fill up the pains
Of my expiring Lord!

Verse 2
Saviour, who liftest up my head,
And callst me back as from the dead
A witness of thy grace,
To Thee, who bidst my soul arise,
My life be all a sacrifice
And every breath be praise.

Verse 3
But let me first with tears lament
My talents buried, or mispent,
My too obsequious mind,
My love of indolence and ease,
My nature’s fond desire to please
Not benefit mankind,

Verse 4
When half my course alas, is run
A single soul I have not won,
Or strove my God t’ obey,
But careless to perform thy will
Irresolute I linger’d still
And threw my life away.

Verse 5
Idle I in the vineyard stood,
Or vain philosophy pursued,
Eager, athirst to know
The mysteries of earth and sky,
And skill’d in curious arts to pry
Into the depths below.

Verse 6
But lo! I from this moment turn
To Thee whom I have pierc’d, and mourn
My sins and wandrings past,
And offering up my ministry
(If Thou vouchsafe to send by me)
I yield, I yield at last.

Verse 7
All other gain I count but loss,
Study the mysteries of thy cross
And in thy love abide,
(If Thou the constant mind bestow,)
Thee, only Thee resolv’d to know
My Saviour crucified.

Verse 8
Be it thro’ life my sole delight
The length and bredth, and deepth and height
Of Love to comprehend,
And then to praise with Those above
My Saviour’s everlasting Love
In songs that never end.