My glorious Victor, Prince Divine

My glorious Victor

Prince Divine

Clasp these surrendered hands in Thine;

At length my will is all Thine own

Glad vassal of a Savior’s throne.

My Master

lead me to Thy door;

Pierce this now willing ear once more;

Thy bonds are freedom; let me stay

With Thee

to toil

endure

obey.

Yes

ear and hand

and thought and will

Use all in Thy dear slav’ry still!

Self’s weary liberties I cast

Beneath Thy feet; there keep them fast.

Tread them still down; and then I know

These hands shall with Thy gifts o’erflow;

And pierced ears shall hear the tone

Which tells me Thou and I are one.