A charge to keep I have,
A God to glorify;
A never dying soul to save,
And fit it for the sky!

To serve the present age,
My calling to fulfill;
Oh may it all my pow’rs engage,
To do my Master’s will!

Arm me with jealous care,
As in Thy sight to live;
And Oh Thy servant, Lord, prepare,
A strict account to give!

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