To Him who loved me unto death, and loves me still.
’Tis Thine to lead me to Him; ’tis Thine to ope the eye,
To manifest His royal glories to my longing heart;
’Tis Thine the slumbering saint to waken
And discipline this blood-touched ear
To hearken to my heavenly Lover’s voice,
And quickly speed His summons to obey.
Oh! Spirit of the Mighty God, uplift my faith
Till heaven’s precious light shall flood my soul,
And the shining of my face declare