Let me serve Thee humbly,
Thine be all the praise,
'Tis Thy love alone which tunes my feeble lays;
Let me serve Thee quickly--Time will soon be o'er
I would fain lead many to heaven's peaceful shore.

Let me serve Thee ever, from morning until eve,
My earliest and my latest breath, my King, Thou shall receive.
And oh when service here is spent, and Heaven is won
Grant that I too, dear Master, may hear Thy sweet "Well done!"

Cevilia Havergal




Under His Shadow



"Under His shadow," with Christ alone
Here, love He whispers in tenderest tone,
Treasures unfolding, riches of grace
Thus for life's battle my soul doth He brace.

"Under His shadow," a near page of life.
Opens before me, apart from the strife
Oh! will Thou show me Master and King
How I may glory unto Thee bring!