Behold the Servant of the Lord

Behold the serv­ant of the Lord!

I wait Thy guid­ing eye to feel

To hear and keep Thy ev­ery word

To prove and do Thy per­fect will

Joyful from my on works to cease

Glad to ful­fill all right­eous­ness.

Me if Thy grace vouch­safe to use

Meanest of all Thy crea­tures

me

The deed

the time

the man­ner choose

Let all my fruit be found of Thee;

Let all my works in Thee be wrought

By Thee to full per­fect­ion brought.

My ev­ery weak

though good de­sign

O’errule

or change

as seems Thee meet;

Jesus

let all my work be Thine!

Thy work

O Lord

is all com­plete

And pleas­ing in Thy Fa­ther’s sight;

Thou on­ly hast done all things right.

Here then to Thee Thine own I leave;

Mold as Thou wilt Thy pass­ive clay;

But let me all Thy stamp re­ceive

But let me all Thy words ob­ey

Serve with a sin­gle heart and eye

And to Thy glo­ry live and die.