1. We give thee but thine own, Whate’er the gift may be. All that we have is thine alone, A trust, O Lord, from thee.
2. May we thy bounties thus As stewards true receive, And gladly, as thou blessest us, To thee our first-fruits give.
3. To comfort and to bless, To find a balm for woe, To tend the lone and fatherless Is angels’ work below.
4. And we believe thy word, Though dim our faith may be. Whate’er for thine we do, O Lord, We do it unto thee.