Lord, Is It I? (Hubbard)

Someone has turned from the Lord away;

Someone has gone from the fold as­tray;

Someone is tread­ing the down­ward way—

Lord is it I? Lord

is it I?

Lord is it I? O the thought

like a dart

Pierces the in­ner­most depths of the heart!

If there is one who in Thee hath no part

Lord is it I? Lord

is it I?

Someone is griev­ing the Sav­ior’s love

Wounding the heart of the Ho­ly Dove

Strangely for­get­ting his God ab­ove—

Lord is it I? Lord

is it I?

Someone is out where the break­ers roll;

Someone is near to the trea­cher­ous shoal;

Someone will lose His im­mor­tal soul—

Lord is it I? Lord

is it I?

Someone will en­ter eter­nal rest;

Someone will lean on the Sav­ior’s breast;

Someone will dwell in the man­sions blest—

Lord is it I? Lord

is it I?