I gave My life for Thee,

My precious blood I shed,

That thou might’st ransomed be,

And quicken’d from the dead.

I gave My life for thee;

What hast thou giv’n for Me?

I spent long years for thee

In weariness and woe,

That an eternity

Of joy thou mightest know.

I spent long years for thee;

Hast thou spent one for Me?

My Fathers home of light,

My rainbow-circled throne

I left, for earthly night,

For wand’rings sad and lone

I left it all for thee;

Hast thou left aught for Me?

I suffer’d much for thee,

More than thy tongue can tell

Of bitterest agony,

To rescue thee from hell.

I suffered much for thee,

What canst thou bear for Me?

And I have brought to thee,

Down from My home above,

Salvation full and free,

My pardon and My love.

Great gifts, I brought to thee;

What hast thou brought to Me?

Oh, let thy life be given,

Thy years for Me be spent,

World-fetters all be riven,

And joy with suffering blent!

I gave Myself for thee

Give thou thyself to Me.