Hymn 503
The Christian 's charge.
A CHARGE to keep I have, A God to glorify, A never dying soul to save, And fit it for the sky.
To serve the present age, My calling to fulfill; Oh, may it all my pow'rs engage, To do my Master's will!
Arm me with jealous care, As in thy sight to live; And thy poor servant, Lord, prepare, A strict account to give.
Help me to watch and pray, And on thyself rely; Assur'd, if I my trust betray, A second death I'll die.