1. My glorious Victor, Prince Divine,
  Clasp these surrendered hands in Thine;
  At length my will is all Thine own,
  Glad vassal of my Savior's throne.
2. My Master, lead me to Thy door;
  Pierce this now willing ear once more;
  Thy bonds are freedom; let me stay
  With Thee, to toil, endure, obey.
3. Yes, ear and hand, and thought and will,
  Use all in Thy dear slav'ry still!
  Self's weary liberties I cast
  Beneath Thy feet; there keep them fast.
4. Tread them still down; and then I know,
  These hands shall with Thy gifts o'erflow;
  And pierced ears shall hear the tone
  Which tells me Thou and I are one.