Christ My Song - 962
I come, my Lord, to offer up to thee - I come, my Lord!
(Charlotte Elliott/Johannes Thomas Rüegg)
I come, my Lord!
"What shall I render unto the Lord, for all his benefits toward me." (Psalm 116,12)
1. I come, my Lord, to offer up to thee
a worthless but a willing offering;
a heart where only evil I can see,
yet not for that refuse the gift I bring;
oh, deign to accept it – cast each evil out,
and make it pure and new within, without. PDF - Midi
2. I come, my Lord, to offer up to thee
all it now suffers of distress and pain;
it is thine own; work thou thy will in me;
let me not once resist it, or complain,
but meekly in my sufferings acquiesce,
assured that thou each pang wilt deign to bless.
3. I come, my Lord, to offer up to thee
all that that heart can dictate or perform;
let thy blessed Spirit its controller be,
let thy pure love its every movement warm;
and make that heart, once sin's defiled abode,
the holy habitation of my God.
4. I come, my Lord, to offer up to thee
the brief reminder of life's fleeting span;
whate'er I have, or am, thine own shall be,
without thee I will form no wish nor plan:
time, talents, influence, actions, thoughts, and words,
all, all be unreservedly my Lord's!
5. I come, my Lord, to offer up to thee
a creature made thine own by every tie;
hast thou not formed, preserved, and ransomed me?
Oh, didst thou not to pay my ransom, die?
Lord, at thy feet my worthless self I lay,
oh, never, never cast me thence away.
Charlotte Elliott, Selections from the Poems of Charlotte Elliott, 174-175. (Title orig. "For New Year's Day." Changed here, as we may come to the Lord Jesus Christ every day of the year, yes, even today!)