1. Lord of spirits, I surrender
For Thy use Thy gifts to me:
O but show Thy mercy tender
When my song no more shall be;
More and more my heart’s aflutter
With the thoughts I may not utter,
While life’s riddle great I ponder.
2. Let my laurels in oblivion
Turn to dust, I shall rejoice
If my soul, renewed, is given
There to sing with sacred voice,
If, in accents pure and glorious,
I may join the hymn victorious
At Thy throne to harps of Heaven.
Display Title: Lord of Spirits, I SurrenderFirst Line: Lord of spirits, I surrenderTune Title: LORD OF SPIRITSAuthor: Johann S. C. Welhaven; George T. Rygh, 1860-1942Meter: 87.87.888Source: En Digtsamling, 1859