My Lord, Didst Thou Endure Such Smart?

My Lord

didst Thou en­dure such smart

My life

when for­feit­ed

to save?

And didst Thou bear up­on Thy heart

My name

when ris­ing from the grave?

Am I in Thy re­mem­brance still

Midst all the glo­ries of Thy throne?

To form Thy serv­ant to Thy will

And fix my dwell­ing near Thy own?

What can a fee­ble worm repay

For love so in­fi­nite as Thine?

The tor­rent bears my soul away

The im­pe­tuous stream of grace di­vine.

To Thee

my Lord

it bears me on

Self shall be dei­fied no more;

By self be­trayed

by self un­done

I live by Thy re­co­ver­ing pow­er.

Accept a soul so dear­ly bought;

Bought by Thy life up­on the tree;

A soul which by Thy Spir­it taught

Knows no de­light but serv­ing Thee.