Whom I Serve

Whose I Am Whose I AmJesus , Master, whose I am, Jesus, Master, whose I am,Purchased Thine alone to be,By Thy blood, O spotless Lamb,Shed so willingly for me;Let my heart be all Thine own,Let me live to Thee alone. Other lords have long held sway;Now, Thy name alone to

Thy Will Be Done That one unchanging song of praiseShould from our hearts arise;3That we should know his wondrous ways,Though hidden from the wise;4That we, so sinful and so base,Should know the glory of His grace.5 His will to grant the yearning prayer For dear ones far away,6That they His

The Song Chalice “You bear the chalice.” Is it so, my friend?Have I indeed a chalice of sweet song, “You bear the chalice.” Is it so, my friend?Have I indeed a chalice of sweet song,With underflow of harmony made strongNew calm of strength through throbbing veins to send?I did not

The Right Way Lord, is it still the right way, though I cannot see Thy face,Though I do not feel Thy presence and Thine all-sustaining grace? Lord, is it still the right way, though I cannot see Thy face,Though I do not feel Thy presence and Thine all-sustaining grace?Can even

The Great Teacher I love to feel that I am taught,And, as a little child, I love to feel that I am taught,And, as a little child,To note the lessons I have learntIn passing through the wild.For I am sure God teaches me,And His own gracious handEach varying page before

September 1868 An April burst of beauty,And a May like the Mays of old,And a glow of summer gladnessWhile June her long days told;And a hush of golden silenceAll through the bright July,Without one peal of thunder,Or a storm-wreath in the sky;And a fiery reign of August,Till the moon was