Let thoughtless thousands choose the road

That leads the soul away from God;

This happiness, blest Lord, be mine,

To live and die entirely thine.

2 On Christ, by faith, my soul would live,

From him my life, my all receive;

To him devote my fleeting hours,

Serve him alone with all my powers.

3 Christ is my everlasting all;

To him I look, on him I call;

He will my every want supply

In time and through eternity.

4 Soon will the Lord, my life, appear;

Soon shall I end my trials here;

Leave sin and sorrow, death and pain;

To live is Christ, to die is gain.