Songs of the Soul/Part 1/They Are Thine
THEY ARE THINE
I have nothing to offer Thee,
For all things are Thine;
I grieve not that I can not give,
For nothing is mine, for nothing is mine:
Here I lay at Thy feet
My limbs, my life, my thoughts and speech,
For they are Thine, for they are Thine.
For all things are Thine;
I grieve not that I can not give,
For nothing is mine, for nothing is mine:
Here I lay at Thy feet
My limbs, my life, my thoughts and speech,
For they are Thine, for they are Thine.