We Give Thee but Thine Own

Verse 1

We give thee but thine own,
Whate’er the gift may be:
All that we have is thine alone,
A trust, O Lord! from thee.

Verse 2

O, hearts are bruised and dead,
And homes are bare and cold,
And lambs, for whom the Shepherd bled,
Are straying from the fold.

Verse 3

To comfort and to bless,
To find a balm for woe,
To tend the lone and fatherless
Is angels’ work below.

Verse 4

The captive to release,
To God the lost to bring,
To teach the way of life and peace,
It is a Christ-like thing.

Verse 5

And we believe thy word,
Though dim our faith may be:
Whate’er for thine we do, O Lord,
We do it unto thee.