1 Saviour, while my heart is tender,
I would yield that heart to Thee;
All my powers to Thee surrender,
Thine, and only Thine to be.
Take me now, Lord Jesus, take me;
Let my youthful heart be Thine;
Thy devoted servant make me;
Fill my soul with love divine.
2 Let me do Thy will or bear it;
I would know no will but Thine;
Shouldst Thou take my life, or spare it,
I that life to Thee resign.
Thine I am, O Lord, for ever
To Thy service set apart;
Suffer me to leave Thee never,
Seal Thy image on my heart.