1. We give thee but thine own, Whate’er the gift may be, For all 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 firstfruits 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, Tho dim our faith may be; Whate’er we do for thine, O Lord, We do it unto thee.