We are the Lord’s; His
all sufficient merit,
Sealed on the cross,
to us this grace
accords.
We are the Lord’s and
all things shall
inherit;
Whether we live or
die, we are the
Lord’s.
We are the
Lord’s; then let us
gladly tender
Our souls to Him in
deeds, not empty
words.
Let heart and tongue
and life combine to
render
No doubtful witness
that we are the
Lord’s.
We are the Lord’s;
no darkness brooding
o’er us
Can make us tremble
while this star
affords
A steady light along
the path before us—
Faith’s full assurance
that we are the
Lord’s.
We are the Lord’s;
no evil can befall us
In the dread hour of
life’s fast loosening
cords;
No pangs of death
shall even then appall
us.
Death we shall
vanquish, for we are
the Lord’s.
