403. Savior, Thy Dying Love

1 Savior, Thy dying love
Thou gavest me;
Nor should I aught withhold,
Dear Lord, from Thee.
In love my soul would bow,
My heart fulfil its vow,
Some off'ring bring Thee now,
Something for Thee.

2 O’er the blest mercy seat,
Pleading for me,
My feeble faith looks up,
Jesus, to Thee.
Help me the cross to bear,
Thy wondrous love declare,
Some song to raise or prayer,
Something for Thee.

3 Give me a faithful heart,
Likeness to Thee.
That each departing day
Henceforth may see
Some work of love begun,
Some deed of kindness done,
Some wand'rer sought and won,
Something for Thee.

4 All that I am and have,
Thy gifts so free,
In joy, in grief, through life,
O Lord, for Thee!
And when Thy face I see,
My ransomed soul shall be
Thro' all eternity,
Something for Thee.

Amen.

Text Information
First Line: Savior, Thy dying love
Title: Savior, Thy Dying Love
Author: Sylvanus D. Phelps (1862)
Meter: 6.4.6.4.6.6.6.4.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1941
Scripture:
Topic: Sanctification (The Christian Life): Consecration
Tune Information
Name: WINTERTON
Composer: Joseph Barnby (1892)
Meter: 6.4.6.4.6.6.6.4.
Key: E♭ Major



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