CONSIDERATION

Seventh-day Adventist Publishing Association · Battle Creek, Mich. · Sep 19, 1871

Saviour, who died for me, I give myself to thee; Thy love so full, so free, Claims all my powers. Be this my purpose high, To serve thee till I die, Whether my path shall lie 'Mid thorns or flowers.

But, Lord, the flesh is weak; Thy gracious aid I seek, For thou the word must speak That makes me strong. Then, let me hear thy voice, Thou art my only choice; O, bid my heart rejoice; Be thou my song.

May it be joy to me To follow only thee— Thy faithful servant be, Thine to the end. For thee I'll do and dare, For thee the cross I'll bear, To thee direct my prayer, On thee depend.

Saviour, with me abide; Be ever near my side; Support, defend, and guide— I look to thee. I lay my hand in thine, And fleeting joys resign, If I may call thee mine Eternally. —Sel.