My God, My Savior, Here This Day

My God

my Sav­ior

here this day

To Thee I give my­self away

And ev­er­more with Thee would stay

Thine own to be.

Mine id­ols

one by one

I bring—

Yea

ev­ery vile pol­lut­ed thing

That hushed my song

when I would sing

In praise to Thee.

Each doubt­ful thing that kept me bound

Like grave-clothes fast­en­ing me around

And dead­en­ing eve­ry heav’n­ly sound

I yield to Thee.

My will

that held un­hin­dered sway

O’er my whole be­ing day by day

Gladly I now do give away

In love to Thee.

My ve­ry body

spirit

soul

Take now

dear Lord

to Thy con­trol

And in Thy serv­ice use the whole

In work for Thee.

Come and ab­ide

Thou heav’n­ly Guest;

Make Thou with­in my soul Thy rest

Then tru­ly shall I know I’m blest

In hav­ing Thee.

Roll in

Thou wond­rous Tide

roll in;

Sweep down the bar­ri­ers of all sin

And call Thou forth fresh song with­in

To wel­come Thee.

Thou com’st

Thy still small voice I hear!

An in­ward si­lence speaks Thee near

And all sub­dues

with­out a fear

I rest in Thee.