What Shall We Offer Our Good Lord?

What shall we of­fer our good Lord

Poor no­things! for His bound­less grace!

Fain would we His great name re­cord

And wor­thi­ly set forth His praise.

Great ob­ject of our grow­ing love

To whom our more than all we owe

Open the fount­ain from above

And let it our full souls o’er­flow.

So shall our lives Thy pow­er pro­claim

Thy grace for ev­ery sin­ner free;

Till all man­kind shall learn Thy name

Shall all stretch out their hands to Thee.

Open a door which earth and hell

May strive to shut

but strive in vain;

Let Thy Word rich­ly in us dwell

And let our gra­cious fruit re­main.

O mul­ti­ply the sow­er’s seed!

And fruit we ev­ery hour shall bear

Throughout the world Thy Gos­pel spread

Thy ev­er­last­ing truth de­clare.

We all

in per­fect love re­newed

Shall know the great­ness of Thy pow­er;

Stand in the tem­ple of our God

As pil­lars

and go out no more.