My ta­lents are few, dear­est Mas­ter,
Yet I long of some use to be;
Then tell me, I pray Thee, dear Je­sus,
How may I do some­thing for Thee?

Refrain

Something for Thee, some­thing for Thee,
Oh, tell me, I pray Thee, dear Mas­ter,
How may I do some­thing for Thee?

I can­not with fie­ry warn­ings
Make the wick­ed their guilt to see;
Yet sure­ly some path­way is op­en,
Where I may do some­thing for Thee?

Refrain

No rich­es, alas! can I give Thee,
For they ne­ver have come to me;
But free­ly I lay on Thy al­tar,
My life, to do some­thing for Thee.

Refrain