My Contribution

Oh, what shall be my contribution To the Temple of my King? When I ascend His holy mountain What right tribute could I bring? What present would my Lord desire? What might serve His kingdom plan? See, He is a consuming fire Can we meet? By grace we can! What goodness could I ever give Him? How shall I approach my Lord? I never could deserve to see him Ne’er could I His grace afford Is Yahweh pleased with streams of oil? With ten thousand fatted rams? How shall I prove that I am loyal? Humbly guarding His commands Yes, He has shown what He deems proper Blood-cleansed hands; a firm, pure heart A life of trust in my good Father Was His purpose from the start I climb His mount with joy and singing With a heart to volunteer Surrender is what I am bringing As He calls me to come near