1 Jesus, precious Saviour, thou hast saved my soul,
From sin’s foul corruption made me fully whole;
Every hour I’ll serve thee, whate’er may befall,
Till in Heaven I crown thee King and Lord of all.
All my heart I give thee,
Day by day, come what may.
All my life I give thee,
Dying men to save.
2 From the lowly manger I will follow thee,
In the desert and the strife near thee I will be;
E’en the sufferings of the cross I will gladly bear,
And with thee in Heaven I a crown shall wear.
3 In the toils and conflicts faithful I will be,
All things I will gladly bear, they’ll be good for me;
As a saviour of mankind, slaves of sin to bring,
Give me holy courage, mighty, mighty King.
4 Precious souls are dying, nerve me for the fight,
Help me spread the glorious news, liberty and light;
Fiercer gets the contest, Satan’s power shall fall,
Then on earth I’ll crown thee glorious Lord of all.