Verse 1
The holy unconcern
That I, ev’n I may learn,
Shew me, Lord, the dazling prize,
Thou thyself my Teacher be;
Then I shall my life despise,
Only wish to live for Thee.
Verse 2
When I my Saviour love,
Nor life nor death can move:
Partner of thy weal or woe,
For that Blisful Sight I sigh,
Crucified to all below,
Only wish for Thee to die.
Verse 3
Thy gospel-minister,
I see my business here,
Witness of thy saving will,
Of thy free, unbounded grace,
First mine office to fulfil,
Then to win and close my race.
Verse 4
I ask not how, or when;
But be my Saviour then:
Grant in death my sole desire,
Bid me lay this body down,
Joyful in thine arms expire,
Share thine everlasting crown.