MY OFFERING OF LOVE

New Zealand Tablet, 10 April 1919, Page 13

MY OFFERING OF LOVE

(John xiv. 6.) Dear Sacred Heart, that dost impart Thy deathless love to me To heav’n 1 sing, and hither bring An off’ring unto Thee ! No diadems of dazzling gems, Nor highly burnished gold Of costliness, do I possess; These lifeless are, and cold. For Love’s own sake, this off’ring take— My grateful life, made sweet By prayer and praise thro’ pain-filled days— I lay it at Thy feet ! Thou art my Way!, from day by day Thy Face is imaged clear Within my heart, whose Light Thou art; Thus, Lord, I have no fear. Thou art my Truth ! From early youth Thou hast been all to me ; By Thy wise Hand my years were planned For good, I plainly see. Thou art my Life ! Thro’ stormiest strife My hand Thou didst firm hold; And mad’st more strong Thy gift of song That shines, by Grace, like gold. And so Thou art, dear Sacred. Heart, Of all my songs the best; Each note, each cord, is Thine, dear Lord, To touch and make souls blest. Thy glory shines on me in lines Of pentecostal fire : By Thy sweet Grace, my heart embrace To lift me higher and higher ! Blest Three in One ! The hymn is done My heart’s Heart calls to me. High, Truine Power! Crown—bless—this hour, T consecrate to Thee ! —George Evatt.