1 Use me, O my gracious Savior,
Use me, Lord, as pleaseth Thee;
Nothing done for Thee so lowly
But is great enough for me.
Use me as it pleaseth Thee;
Use me as it pleaseth Thee.
2 Be it noon or be it midnight,
Weary watch or blaze of day,
Shouting with the happy reapers,
Toiling in the hidden way. [Refrain]
3 Pride of will and lust of station,
Lord, I would from all be free,
And the only honor seeking,
Lord, to be of use to Thee. [Refrain]
Source: The Finest of the Wheat No. 2 #127