First Line: Saviour ! Thy dying love,

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.