1  Thy Life was giv'n for me,

    Thy blood, O Lord, was shed,

    That I might ransomed be,

    And quickened from the dead;

    Thy Life was giv'n for me, for me;

    What have I giv'n for Thee?

 2  Long years were spent for me

    In weariness and woe,

    That through eternity

    Thy glory I might know;

    Long years were spent for me, for me;

    Have I spent one for Thee?

 3  Thy Father's home of light,

    Thy rainbow-circled throne,

    Were left for earthly night,

    For wanderings sad and lone;

    Yea, all was left for me, for me;

    Have I left aught for Thee?

 4  Thou, Lord, hast borne for me

    More than my tongue can tell

    Of bitterest agony,

    To rescue me from hell;

    Thou suff'redst all for me, for me;

    What have I borne for Thee?

 5  And Thou hast brought to me

    Down from Thy home above

    Salvation full and free,

    Thy pardon and Thy love;

    Great gifts, great gifts Thou broughtest me;

    What have I brought to Thee?

 6  Oh, let my life be given,

    My years for Thee be spent;

    World-fetters all be riven,

    And joy with suff'ring blent;

    Thou gav'st Thyself for me, for me,

    I give myself to Thee.