1 Savior of men, thy searching eye
Doth all my inmost thoughts descry:
Doth aught on earth my wishes raise,
Or the world's pleasures or its praise?
2 The love of Christ doth me constrain
To seek the wand'ring souls of men;
With cries, entreaties, tears, to save,
To snatch them from the gaping grave.!
Only thy terrors, Lord, restrain.
3 My life, my blood, I here present,
If for thy truth they must be spent;
Fulfill thy sovereign counsel, Lord!
Thy will be done, thy name adored!
4 Give me thy strength, O God of power;
Then let winds blow, or thunders roar,
Thy faithful witness will I be;
'Tis filed; I can do all through thee.
Source: Gold Tried in the Fire: suitable for church, Sunday school, revival meetings, missionary and rescue work #154
First Line: | Savior of men, Thy searching eye |
Title: | Ministerial Fidelity |
Author: | Johann Joseph Winckler |
Translator: | John Wesley |
Meter: | 8.8.8.8 |
Language: | English |
Copyright: | Public Domain |