CONSECRATION by Mrs. C. W. Thayer

Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Jan 22, 1901

CONSECRATION

By Mrs. C. W. Thayer

MRS. C. W. THAYER

I bring it all to thee, dear Lord, this tangled web of mine, That thou mayst straighten out these snarls, and make thine image shine Within this frail and sinful flesh, that all around may see That there is help for them in God—since thou art cleansing me.

When morning stars again shall sing, and the redeemed shall come From every nation, land, and clime, back to their long-lost home, I would be with them in that day, when sin’s dark reign is o’er, And join the chorus as it swells in praise from shore to shore.

Thy righteousness, O Lord, not mine, must be my robe of white, And I must wear it now, and shine where lingers still the night. While I behold thy glorious face, and loving, longing gaze, Changing, I shall reflect thy light in clear and steady rays.

I bring my heart to thee, dear Lord (too long it has been stone), That thou mayst melt it with thy love, and make it like thine own. My neighbor, thou hast said, should be as dear as self to me, And, loving thus those whom I see, I prove my love for thee.

Lord, I would hear thy voice proclaim, “Behold now all things new!” Come, O ye blessed! to the home my love has made for you.” I would be kneeling at thy feet, and see thy lovely face, And join redemption’s wondrous song—forever saved by grace.