Saviour, teach me, day by day,
Love's sweet lesson to obey;
Sweeter lesson cannot be,
Loving Him who first loved me.
Teach me, I am not my own,
I am Thine and Thine alone;
Thine to keep, to rule, to save,
From all sin that would enslave.
With a child's glad heart of love,
At Thy bidding may I move;
Prompt to serve and follow Thee,
Loving Him who first loved me.
Tho' Thy will should cross my own,
May it instantly be done;
Thus may I rejoice to show
That I feel the love I owe.
Thine, Lord, was a bitter cup,
Thou didst meekly drink it up;
Thou, the Father's only Son,
Ever saidst, Thy will be done.
Teach me thus Thy steps to trace,
Strong to follow in Thy grace;
Learning how to love from Thee,
Loving Him who so loved me.
Love in loving finds employ,
In obedience all her joy;
Ever new that joy will be,
Loving Him who first loved me.
Though a foolish child and weak,
More than this I need not seek;
Singing till Thy face I see,
Of His love who first loved me.