1 LORD, it belongs not to my care,
Whether I die or live:
To love and serve Thee is my share,
And this Thy grace must give.
2 If life be long, I will be glad
That I may long obey;
If short, yet why should I be sad
To soar to endless day?
3 Christ leads me through no darker rooms
Than He went through before:
He that into God's kingdom comes
Must enter by this door.
4 Come, Lord, when grace has made me meet
Thy blessed face to see;
For if Thy work on earth be sweet,
What will Thy glory be?
5 Then shall I end my sad complaints,
And weary sinful days,
And join with the triumphant saints,
That sing Jehovah's praise.
6 My knowledge of that life is small,
The eye of faith is dim;
But 'tis enough that Christ knows all,
And I shall be with Him.
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First Line: | Lord, it belongs not to my care |
Meter: | C. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1893 |
Topic: | The Cross and Comfort |
Notes: | R. Baxter, a. |