A Buried Hymn

We Give Thee But Thine Own

We give Thee but Thine own,
Whate'er the gift may be:
All that we have is Thine alone,
A trust, O Lord, from Thee.

May we Thy bounties thus
As stewards true receive,
And gladly, as Thou blessest us,
To Thee our firstfruits give.

To comfort and to bless,
To find a balm for woe,
To tend the lone and fatherless
Is our great task below.

And we believe Thy word,
Though dim our faith may be:
Whatever task we do, O Lord,
We do it unto Thee. Amen.