97. Saviour! Thy dying love

1. Savior! Thy dying love Thou gavest me,

   Nor should I aught withhold, My Lord from Thee;

   In love my soul would bow, my heart fulfill its vow,

   Some offering bring Thee now,

   Something for Thee.

2. Give me a faithful heart, likeness to Thee,

   That each departing day henceforth may see

   Some work of love begun, some deed of kindness done,

   Some wanderer sought and won,

   Something for Thee.

3. All that I am and have, Thy gifts so free

   In joy, in grief, through life, O Lord, for Thee!

   And when Thy face I see, My ransomed soul shall be

   Through all eternity,

   Something for Thee.