Savior, who died for me, I give myself to Thee;
Thy love so full, so free, claims all my powers;
Be this my purpose high, to serve Thee till I die,
Whether my path shall lie ’mid thorns or flowers.
May it be joy for me to follow only Thee;
Thy faithful servant be, Thine to the end;
For Thee I’ll do and dare; for Thee the cross I’ll bear;
To Thee direct my prayer; on Thee depend.
Savior, with me abide; be ever near my side;
Support, defend and guide; I look to Thee.
I lay my hand in Thine, and fleeting joys resign,
If I may call Thee mine eternally.