AUTHOR UNKNOWN.
My land lies fallow, Master, till me;
My heart lies empty, Master, fill me;
It plays the traitor, Master, win me;
It faints, it dies, put new life in me;
It goes astray, Good Shepherd, lead me;
It sighs for hunger, come and feed me;
It is so poor, give riches to me;
It is so corrupt, O Lord, renew me;
So ignorant, O wilt Thou teach me;
Has wandered far, but Thou canst reach me;
Is sore diseased, Physician, heal me;
Exposed to danger, O conceal me;
It trembles, in Thine arms, O fold me
Begins to sink, O Saviour, hold me;
Is sinking fast, Lord, look upon me;
So cold and dark, O shine upon me.
A poor lost sinner, come and find me.
A rebel, may Thy love now bind me.
A prodigal, wilt Thou receive me?
A beggar, O wilt Thou relieve me?
A backslider, wilt Thou restore me?
Unholy, may Thy presence awe me.
Unfit to die, O God, prepare me.
So weak, on eagle’s wings, O bear me.
So comfortless, Lord Jesus, cheer me.
So lonely, God of Love, draw near me.
By sin accused, Good Lord, acquit me.
Unfit for Heaven’s pure service, fit me.
Unfit for work on earth, but use me,
A suppliant, O do not Thou refuse me.
Give me an offering, and I will bring it.
Give me a song, and I will sing it.