Love's Offering

Verse 1

Master, no offering, Costly and sweet, May we, like Magdalene, Lay at thy feet; Yet may love's incense rise, Sweeter than sacrifice, Dear Lord, to thee.

Verse 2

Daily our lives would show Weakness made strong, Toilsome and gloomy ways Brightened with song; Some deeds of kindness done, Some souls by patience won, Dear Lord, to thee.

Verse 3

Some word of hope, for hearts Burdened with fears, Some balm of peace, for eyes Blinded with tears: Some dews of mercy shed, Some wayward footstep led, Dear Lord, to thee.

Verse 4

Thus, in thy service, Lord, Till eventide Closes the day of life, May we abide. And when earth's labors cease, Bid us depart in peace, Dear Lord, to thee.

Verse 5

Amen.