oh the bitter shame

Oh! the bitter shame and sorrow,

that a time could ever be,

when I let the Saviour‟s pity

plead in vain, and proudly answered,

‘All of self, and none of Thee.’




Yet He found me: I beheld Him

bleeding on the cursed tree,

heard Him pray, ‘Forgive them, Father!’

And my wistful heart said faintly:

‘Some of self, and some of Thee.’




Day by day His tender mercy,

healing, helping, full and free,

sweet and strong, and ah! so patient

brought me lower, while I whispered,

‘Less of self, and more of Thee.’




Higher than the highest heavens,

deeper than the deepest sea,

Lord, Thy love at last hath conquered!

Grant me now my soul‟s petition:

‘None of self, and all of Thee.’

(Tune 2 repeat last line of each verse.) ......