Oh, what shall we bring to the Sav­ior,
The ris­en and glo­ri­ous King,
As now, on this day of re­joic­ing,
His migh­ty re­demp­tion we sing?
A pur­pose un­fal­ter­ing and ear­nest,
A love that is ar­dent and pure,
And prais­es the glad­dest and sweet­est,
Are gifts that may ev­er en­dure.

We bring the heart’s tru­est de­vo­tion,
We con­se­crate all that we own;
Our ser­vice so rea­dy and loy­al,
We pledge to our mas­ter alone.
The gold and the sil­ver He gives us,
The poor and ne­glect­ed shall share;
And here, in the tem­ple of wor­ship,
We of­fer the in­cense of pray­er.

The fruits of de­vout self de­ni­al,
We bring to the Lord on this day,
With hearts that are trust­ful and lov­ing,
And bear His rich bless­ing away.
We’ll tell to the pri­son­ers of sor­row,
With sym­pa­thy fer­vent and deep,
That Je­sus, the ris­en Re­deem­er,
His pro­mise for­ev­er will keep.