1 How can I sink with such a prop As my eternal God, Who bears the earth's huge pillars up, And spreads the heavens abroad?
2 How can I die while Jesus lives, Who rose and left the dead? Pardon and grace my soul receives From mine exalted head.
3 All that I am, and all I have Shall be for ever thine, Whate'er my duty bids me give My cheerful hands resign.
4 Yet if I might make some reserve, And duty did not call, I love my God with zeal so great That I should give him all.