Scripture Verse

If any man serve Me, him will My Fa­ther honor. John 12:26


Words: Karl J. Spit­ta, 1833 (O hoch­be­glück­te Seele). Trans­lat­ed from Ger­man to Eng­lish by Jane L. Borth­wick, 1854.

Music: Blen­den Charles E. Ket­tle, 1876 (🔊 pdf nwc).

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If you know where to get a good pic­ture of Ket­tle (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),

Karl J. Spitta (1801–1859)


How bless­èd, from the bonds of sin
And earth­ly fet­ters free,
In sin­gle­ness of heart and aim,
Thy ser­vant, Lord, to be;
The hard­est toil to un­der­take
With joy at Thy com­mand,
The mean­est of­fice to re­ceive
With meek­ness at Thy hand.

With will­ing heart and long­ing eyes
To watch be­fore Thy gate,
Ready to run the wea­ry race,
To bear the hea­vy weight;
No voice of thun­der to ex­pect,
But fol­low calm and still;
For love can ea­si­ly di­vine
The One Be­lov­èd’s will.

Thus may I serve Thee, gra­cious Lord;
Thus ev­er Thine alone,
My soul and body giv­en to Thee,
The pur­chase Thou hast won;
Through ev­il or through good re­port
Still keep­ing by Thy side;
And by my life or by my death
Let Christ be mag­ni­fied.

How hap­pi­ly the work­ing days
In this dear ser­vice fly,
How ra­pid­ly the clos­ing hour,
The time of rest, draws nigh,
When all the faith­ful ga­ther home,
A joy­ful com­pa­ny;
And ev­er where the Mas­ter is
Shall His blest ser­vants be.