1 He hath chosen me for a service, and
I will labor in his name;
“All I have is thine,” is the hope of all
Who the promises will claim.
Chorus:
I will praise his name, and in him rejoice,
While I glory in his might,
Casting ev’ry care upon my Savior dear,
Pressing upward to the light.
2 In the busy mart or the noisy throng,
Wheresoe’er my field may be,
There will I be found till His perfect will
Shall be fully wrought in me. [Chorus]
3 I will serve my King with a perfect heart,
Where the sunlight never dies;
Face to face with him I will joyful stand
In the land beyond the skies. [Chorus]
Source: Sunday School Voices, No.2 #15