Now at last I end this strife,
To my God I give my life
Wholly, with a steadfast mind;
Sin I will not hearken more,
World, I turn from thee, 'tis o'er;
Not a look I'll cast behind.
Hath my heart been wavering long,
Have I dallied oft with wrong,
Now at last I firmly say,--
All my will to this I give,
Only to my God to live,
And to serve Him night and day.
Lord, I offer at Thy feet
All I have most dear and sweet,
Lo! I keep no secret hoard;
Try my heart, and lurks there aught
False within its inmost thought,
Take it hence this moment, Lord!
I will shun no toil or wo,
Where Thou leadest I will go,
Be my pathway plain or rough;
If but every hour may be
Spent in work that pleases Thee,
Ah, dear Lord, it is enough!
Thee I make my choice alone,
Make for ever, Lord, Thine own
All my powers of soul and mind;
Here I give myself away,
Let the cov'nant stand for aye
That my hand to-day hath sign'd.
Source: Chorale Book for England, The #131