Short Meter 6.6.8.6

[Tune: Blest be the tie that binds]

The prospect lies before,

Of walking Lord with Thee.

Of ev’ry thought and word and deed

My Lord, Oh can it be?

My thoughts, my words, my deeds

I dedicate to Thee.

And as a living sacrifice

O God I’ll live for Thee.

The motive is Thy love.

A love which did’st not bend.

A love which on the cross did’st prove,

Thou lovest to the end.

Surrendered Lord to Thee

What else can be my gain?

O Lord, this world, its treasure vast

Compared with Thee is vain.

In contemplation sweet,

Of Thy deep love for me,

O, have I missed this blessed thought,

Thou lovest even me?

Eternal was that love!

A love that had no start

But, Oh the joy to learn I am

An object of His heart.

The cross was once all dark

But now ‘tis all ablaze.

The difference now? It is his love

That shineth from His gaze!

His Love my portion is

Each moment till His call,

Or till the day of His return.

Lord Jesus be my All.

But Lord, ‘tis ours to share,

Eternity shall prove,

The endless portion of thy saints,

Thy love shall never rove.