O Christ to Thee I Live

Verse 1

O Christ, to Thee I live, To Thee I wholly give Myself away; The gift how poor and small! Yet, Lord, I bring Thee all; Before Thy face I fall; Accept, I pray.

Verse 2

This consecration hour, By Thy rich grace and power, My joy shall be; How sweet it is to know, Tho’ rough my path below, In all the way I go I walk with Thee!

Verse 3

Should mighty foes assail, I can o’er them prevail, And never fall; For Thou almighty art To shield my open heart From ev’ry fiery dart; On Thee I call.

Verse 4

And when Thou, Lord, dost come To take me to Thy home, My spirit free,— “O death, where is thy sting?” I shall in triumph sing, As, borne on angels’ wing, I rise to Thee.