What can I do for my dear King,
Who died upon the tree?
Can I to Him some tribute bring,
For justifying me?
Dear Lord, I give this life to Thee,
O mould it as Thou wilt;
Take it, dear Lord, and let me be
Secure from ev’ry guilt.

My friends are on the downward road,
Held by sin’s awful chain;
Struggling beneath a heavy load,
Of trouble, grief and pain.
O may I by some word or deed,
Show them into the light;
I’ll go dear Lord, where you may lead
At morning, noon or night.

The day will not be very long,
Until my time shall come;
I pray Thee Savior, make me strong,
To lead my comrades home.
If I can lead one soul above
How happy I would be;
To live and e’er enjoy Thy love
Thru all eternity.

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