I'LL GIVE THEE ALL by A. M. Lindsley

Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · May 5, 1874

I'LL GIVE THEE ALL.

By A. M. Lindsley

Yes, all, dear Lord, for thee, not one small thing Will I withhold. Thou gav'st thyself for me, In sweat, and blood, and agony, that brought Thee down to death; and through death's portal thou Hast passed, and, from it, God hath brought Life and immortality to light by thee. Shall I, for graver worldly good, stand back And let the burden rest on shoulders now Already burdened to the full? Shall I, For fear of face of clay, or scorn, or hate, Deny my Lord, that hath so fully bought Me with the purchase of his blood, that I May with him sit on thrones above t'enjoy The bliss of Heaven's love at his right hand While endless ages roll their circles round? Ah! no; why founder in the depths of sin And drink the poisoned draughts of Satan in, To lull and deaden all my sense of right? The love of peace and purity forego, And barter all that's worth the name of good, For one poor little space of time, filled up With broken hopes, and sorrow's hours, made sad By stealthy steps of death whose scythe, at last, Lays low our fondest loves? May God forbid, And breathe into our hearts that love that gave His Son to die for us that we might live O God of mercy, help! Just now reach down And touch our hearts with finger of thy love; Leave not a single stain to mar thy work, But make us dead to sin, alive to thee, And finish well the work thou hast begun.

A. M. LINDSLEY. Vermillion, N. Y.