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Lord, I am thine; but thou wilt prove

Hymnal: The Christians Duty, exhibited, in a series of Hymns #CLXIII (1791) Lyrics: 1 Lord, I am thine; but thou wilt prove My Faith, my Patience, and my Love: When Men of Spight against me join, They are the Sword, the Hand is thine. 2 their Hope and Portion lies below: 'Tis all the Happiness they know, 'Tis all they seek; they take their Shares, And leave the rest among their Heirs. 3 What Sinners Value, I resign; LORD, 'tis enough that thou art mine: I shall behold thy blissful Face, And stand complete in Righteousness. 4 This Life's a Dream, an empty Show; But the bright World to which I go Hath Joys substantial and sincere: When shall I wake and find me there! 5 O Glorious Hour! O blest Abode! I shall be near and like my God! And Flesh and Sin no more controul The sacred Pleasures of the Soul. 6 My Flesh shall slumber in the Ground 'Till the last Trumpet's joyful Sound; Then burst the Chains with sweet Surprize And in my SAVIOUR's image rise. Topics: Christian Consolation Scripture: Titus 3:3-7 Languages: English

Lord, I am thine; but thou wilt prove

Hymnal: Church Hymn Book #P.XVII (1816) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Lord, I am thine; but thou wilt prove My faith, my patience, and my love: When men of spite against me join, They are the sword the hand is thine. 2 Their hope and portion lies below: ’Tis all the happiness they know, ’Tis all they seek; they take their shares, And leave the rest among their heirs. 3 What sinners value, I resign; Lord, ’tis enough that thou art mine: I shall behold thy blissful face, And stand complete in righteousness. 4 This life’s a dream, an empty show; But the bright world to which I go, Hath joys substantial and sincere; When shall I wake and find me there? 5 O glorious hour! O blest abode! I shall be near and like my God; And flesh and sin no more control The sacred pleasures of the soul. 6 My flesh shall slumber in the ground, Till the last trumpet’s joyful sound; Then burst the chains in sweet surprise, And in my Saviour’s image rise. Topics: The Sinner's Portion and Saint's Hope Scripture: Psalm 17 Languages: English

Lord, I am thine; but thou wilt prove

Hymnal: The Psalms of David #P17b (1766) Lyrics: 1 Lord, I am thine; but thou wilt prove My Faith, my Patience, and my Love; When Men of Spite against me join, They are the Sword, the Hand is thine. 2 Their Hope and Portion lies below: 'Tis all the Happiness they know; 'Tis all they seek; they take their Shares, And leave the rest among their Heirs. 3 What Sinners value, I resign; Lord, 'tis enough that thou art mine: I shall behold thy blissful Face, And stand compleat in Righteousness. 4 This Life's a Dream, an empty Show; But the bright World, to which I go, Hath Joys substantial and sincere; When shall I wake and find me there? 5 O glorious Hour! O blest Abode! I shall be near and like my GOD; And Flesh and Sin no more controul The sacred Pleasures of the Soul. 6 My Flesh shall slumber in the Ground, Till the last Trumpet's joyful Sound; Then burst the Chains with sweet Surprize, And in my Saviour's Image rise. Topics: Courage in death; Death of saints and sinners; Despair and hope in death; Grace tried by afflictions; Heaven of separate souls and resurrection; Portion of saints and sinners; Resurrection of the saints; Souls in a separate State Scripture: Psalm 17 Languages: English

Lord, I am thine; but thou wilt prove

Hymnal: Psalms, carefully suited to the Christian worship in the United States of America #35 (1791) Lyrics: 1 Lord, I am thine; but thy wilt prove My faith, my patience, and my love; When men of spite against me join, They are the sword, the hand is thine. 2 Their hope and portion lie below; ’Tis all the happiness they know, ’Tis all they seek – they take their shares, And leave the rest among their heirs, 3 What sinners value, I resign; Lord, ’tis enough that thou art mine: I shall behold thy blissful face, And stand complete in righteousness. 4 This life’s a dream, an empty show; But the bright world, to which I go, Hath joys substantial and sincere; When shall I wake and find me there? 5 O glorious hour! O blest abode! I shall be near, and like my God; And flesh and sin no more controul The sacred pleasures of the soul. 6 My flesh shall slumber in the ground, Till the last trumpet’s joyful sound; Then burst the chains with sweet surprise And in my Saviour’s image rise. Scripture: Psalm 17 Languages: English

Lord, I am thine: but thou wilt prove

Hymnal: Dr. Watts's Imitation of the Psalms of David #36 (1790) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Lord, I am thine: but thy wilt prove My faith, my patience, and my love; When men of spite against me join, They are the sword, the hand is thine. 2 Their hope and portion lie below; ’Tis all the happiness they know, ’Tis all they seek: they take their shares, And leave the rest among their heirs, 3 What sinners value, I resign; Lord, ’tis enough that thou art mine: I shall behold thy blissful face, And stand complete in righteousness. 4 His life’s a dream, an empty show; But the bright world to which I go, Hath joys substantial and sincere: When shall I wake and find me there? 5 O glorious hour! O blest abode! I shall be near and like my God! And flesh and sin no more controul The sacred pleasures of the soul. 6 My flesh shall slumber in the ground, Till the last trumpet’s joyful sound; Then burst the chains with sweet surprise, And in my Savior’s image rise. Scripture: Psalm 17 Languages: English

Lord, I am thine, but thou wilt prove

Author: Watts Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns for Public Worship. In four parts (10th ed.) (Gadsby's Hymns) #473 (1844) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Lord, I am thine, but thou wilt prove My faith, my patience, and my love; When men of spite against me join, They are the sword, the hand is thine. 2 Their hope and portion lie below; ’Tis all the happiness they know; ’Tis all they seek; they take their shares And leave the rest among their heirs. 3 What sinners value I resign; Lord, ’tis enough that thou art mine. I shall behold thy blissful face, And stand complete in righteousness. 4 This life’s a dream, an empty show, But the bright world to which I go, Has joys substantial and sincere; When shall I wake and find me there? 5 O glorious hour! O blest abode! I shall be near, and like my God! And flesh and sin no more control The sacred pleasures of my soul. 6 My flesh shall slumber in the ground, Till the last trumpet’s joyful sound; Then burst the chains with sweet surprise, And in my Saviour’s image rise. Topics: Heaven and Glory Scripture: Psalm 17 Languages: English

Lord, I Am Thine

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #3781 Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Lord, I am Thine; but Thou wilt prove Lyrics: 1. Lord, I am Thine; but Thou wilt prove My faith, my patience, and my love: When men of spite against me join, They are the sword, the hand is Thine. 2. Their hope and portion lies below: ’Tis all the happiness they know, ’Tis all they seek; they take their shares, And leave the rest among their heirs. 3. What sinners value I resign; Lord, ’tis enough that Thou art mine: I shall behold Thy blissful face, And stand complete in righteousness. 4. This life’s a dream, an empty show; But the bright world to which I go Hath joys substantial and sincere: When shall I wake and find me there? 5. O glorious hour! O bless’d abode! I shall be near and like my God! And flesh and sin no more control The sacred pleasures of the soul. 6. My flesh shall slumber in the ground Till the last trumpet’s joyful sound; Then burst the chains in sweet surprise, And in my Savior’s image rise. Languages: English Tune Title: DEPAUW

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