Verse 1
What shall we offer our good Lord,
Poor nothings, for His boundless grace?
Fain would we His great name record
And worthily set forth His praise

Verse 2
Great object of our growing love,
To whom our more than all we owe,
Open the fountain from above,
And let it our full souls o'erflow

Verse 3
So shall our lives Thy power proclaim,
Thy grace for every sinner free;
Till all mankind shall learn Thy name,
Shall all stretch out their hands to Thee

Verse 4
Open a door which earth and hell
May strive to shut, but strive in vain;
Let Thy word richly in us dwell,
And let our gracious fruit remain.

Verse 5
O multiply the sower's seed!
And fruit we every hour shall bear,
Throughout the world Thy gospel spread,
Thy everlasting truth declare.

Verse 6
We all, in perfect love renewed,
Shall know the greatness of Thy power,
Stand in the temple of our God
As pillars and go out no more.