My God, accept my heart this day,
And make it wholly yours,
That I from Thee no more may stray,
No more from you decline.

Before the cross of Him Who died,
Behold, I prostrate fall;
Let every sin be crucified,
And Christ be all in all.

Anoint me with your heavenly grace,
And seal me for your own,
That I may see your glorious face,
And worship at your throne.

Let every thought, and work, and word,
To you be ever given;
Then life shall be your service, Lord,
And death the gate of Heaven.

All glory is the Father due.
All glory his true Son;
All glory be the Spirit too.
While endless ages run.