1 Let thoughtless thousands choose the road
That leads the soul away from God;
This happiness, dear Lord, be mine,
To live and die entirely Thine.
2 On Christ, by faith, I fain would live,
From Him, my life, my all receive;
To Him devote my fleeting hours,
Serve Him alone with all my powers.
3 Christ is my everlasting All;
To Him I look, on Him I call;
He will my every want supply,
In time, and through eternity.
4 Soon will the Lord, my Life, appear;
Soon shall I end my trials here;
Leave sin and sorrow, death and pain,
To live is Christ, to die is gain.
5 Soon will the saints in glory meet,
Soon walk through every golden street,
And sing on every blissful plain,--
To live is Christ, to die is gain.
Text Information | |
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First Line: | Let thoughtless thousands choose the road |
Meter: | L. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1918 |
Topic: | Judgment |
Notes: | Public Domain. |