Soul, what re­turn has God, thy Sav­ior,
For all He gives thee day by day?
Oh, hast thou in thy gift a fa­vor
That can de­light and please Him?—Say!
The best of of­fer­ings He re­quires:
Thy heart it is that He de­sires.

Give un­to God thy heart’s af­fect­ion;
Who else can claim thee as His own?
Should Sa­tan hold thee in sub­ject­ion?
With him but pangs of hell are known.
To Thee alone, O Lord di­vine,
My heart and all I now re­sign.

Accept the gift which Thou re­quir­est,
My heart and soul, O gra­cious God,
The first-fruits Thou so much de­sir­est,
For which Thy Son paid with His blood.
To Thee I will­ing­ly as­sign
My heart, dear Lord, for it is Thine.

Whom should I give my heart’s af­fect­ion
But Thee, who gav­est Thine to faith?
Thy fer­vent love is my pro­tect­ion;
Lord, Thou hast loved me un­to death.
My heart with Thine shall ev­er be
One heart through­out eter­ni­ty.