MUST I GO AND EMPTY

Must I go and empty-handed,

Thus my dear Redeemer meet?

Not one day of service give Him,

Lay no trophy at His feet?




Must I go and empty-handed,

Must I meet my Saviour so?

Not one soul with which to greet Him,

Must I empty-handed go?




Not at death I shrink or falter,

for my Saviour saves me now;

but to meet Him empty-handed,

thought of that now clouds my brow.




Oh, the years of sinning wasted!

Could I but recall them now

I would give them to my Saviour;

to His will I gladly bow.




Oh, ye saints, arouse, be earnest!

Up and work while yet 'This day;

ere the night of death o'ertake you,

strive for souls while yet you may