Beside Thy Manger Here I Stand

Beside Thy man­ger here I stand

Dear Je­sus

Lord and Sav­ior

A gift of love with­in my hand

To thank Thee for Thy fa­vor.

O take my hum­ble of­fer­ing;

My heart

my soul

yea

ev­ery­thing

Is Thine to keep for­ev­er.

With joy I gaze up­on Thy face;

Thy glo­ry and Thy splen­dor

Are great­er than my heart can praise

And songs can fit­ly ren­der.

O that my mind might tru­ly be

As bound­less as the deep­est sea—

’Twould still be lost in won­der.

O grant me this abun­dant grace

And let it be Thy plea­sure

That I may be Thy dwell­ing place

Dear Sav­ior

sweet­est trea­sure!

O let me be Thy man­ger bed

Then shall I lift my low­ly head

With joy be­yond all mea­sure.