1 My gracious Lord, I own thy right
to ev'ry service I can pay;
and call it my supreme delight
to hear thy dictates and obey.
2 What is my being but for thee,
its sure support, its noblest end,
thy ever-smiling face to see
and serve the cause of such a friend?
3 I would not breathe for worldly joy,
or to increase my worldly good,
nor future days or pow'rs employ
to spread a sounding name abroad;
4 But to my Saviour I would live,
to him who for my ransom died;
nor could untainted Eden give
such bliss as blossoms at his side.
5 His work my later tears shall bless,
when youthful vigour is no more,
and my last hour of life confess
his love hath animating pow'r.
Source: Complete Anglican Hymns Old and New #459
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