Once it was the blessing, now it is the Lord;

Once it was the feeling, now it is His Word;

Once His gifts I wanted, now the Giver own;

Once I sought for healing, now Himself alone.

Once 'twas painful trying, now 'tis perfect trust;

Once a half salvation, now the uttermost;

Once 'twas ceaseless holding, now He holds me fast;

Once 'twas constant drifting, now my anchor’s cast.

Once 'twas busy planning, now 'tis trustful prayer;

Once 'twas anxious caring, now He has the care;

Once 'twas what I wanted, now what Jesus says;

Once 'twas constant asking, now 'tis ceaseless praise.

Once it was my working, His it hence shall be;

Once I tried to use Him, now He uses me;

Once the power I wanted, now the Mighty One;

Once for self I laboured, now for Him alone.

Once I hoped in Jesus, now I know He’s mine;

Once my lamps were dying, now they brightly shine;

Once for death I waited, now His coming hail;

And my hopes are anchored safe, within the veil.