In every thing give thanks: for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you.

We Give Thee But Thine Own
Whatever 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 First-Fruits Give.

O Hearts Are Bruised And Dead,
And Homes Are Bare And Cold;
And Lambs, For Whom The
Shepherd Bled,
Are Straying From The Fold.

To Comfort And To Bless,
To Find A Balm For Woe,
To Tend The Lone And Fatherless
Is Angels’ Work Below.

The Captive To Release,
To God The Lost To Bring,
To Teach The Way Of Life And Peace,
It Is A Christ-Like Thing.

And We Believe Thy Word,
Though Dim Our Faith May Be;
I Whatever For Thine We Do, O
Lord,
We Do…