I’ll Work for Thee

Jesus

and may I work for Thee

A mor­tal man from sin set free

A mor­tal man with short­en­ing days

Permitted thus to work and praise?

I’ll work for Thee

I’ll work for Thee

Yes

dear­est Lord

I’ll work for Thee.

To work for Thee

the Morn­ing Star

That saw me lost

and from afar

Shed o’er my soul a light di­vine

And com­fort­ed this heart of mine.

To work for Thee

my dear­est friend

On whom my ev­ery hope de­pends;

Who washed away my earth­ly shame

And gave to me a new

best name.

Yes

bless­èd Je­sus

yes I may

Go work for Thee through­out this day

And all the joy or good I crave

Is but some fall­en soul to save.

I’ll work for Thee

Thou bless­èd One

Eternal God

eter­nal Son

And boast

but nev­er boast in vain

I’ll work for Him who once was slain.