Lord, you love the cheerful giver
Who with open heart and hand
Blesses freely, as a river
That refreshes all the land.
Grant us, then, the grace of giving
With a spirit large and true
That our life and all our living
We may consecrate to you.
We are yours -- your mercy sought us,
Found us in death's dreadful way,
To the fold in safety brought us,
Nevermore from you to stray.
Your own life was freely given
As an off'ring on the cross
For each sinner, now forgiven
From eternal shame and loss.
Blessed by you with gifts and graces,
May we heed your Spirit's call,
Gladly in all times and places
Give to you who gives us all.
You have bought us; now no longer
Can we claim to be our own;
Ever free and ever stronger
We shall serve you, Lord, alone.
Text: Robert Murray, 1832-1909, abr., alt. Tune: The Christian Lyre, New York, 1831