Ephesians 5:15, 16: O That to me were given

O That to me were given
The wisdom from above,
A candidate for heaven,
My precious time to' improve.
To buy up every hour,
And every sinew strain,
And use mine utmost power
Eternal life to gain.

My God, most high, most holy,
No more may I offend;
My life of impious folly,
This moment let it end!
This moment, Lord, beginning
To taste Thy pardoning grace,
O bid me cease from sinning,
And start, and win the race.
rt O micurT I faithfully improve,
The little life behind,
Resolved to ask my Saviour's love,
Till I the blessing find:
To wrestle on in mighty prayer,
Nor ever let Thee go,
Till God His secret name declare,
And all His glory show.

I would the precious time redeem,
By counting all things loss,
By offering up my life for Him
Whose blood distain'd the cross.
Thus would I live entirely Thine,
Who gav'st Thyself for me;
And then my spotless soul resign
A sacrifice to Thee.