206. O Lord, We Know It Matters Not

C.M.
by Mary Bowley
1
O Lord, we know it matters not
 
How sweet the song may be;
 
No heart but of the Spirit taught
 
Makes melody to Thee.
2
Then teach Thy gathered saints, O Lord,
 
To worship in Thy fear;
 
And let Thy grace mold every word
 
That meets Thy holy ear.
3
Thou hast by blood made sinners meet
 
As saints in light, to come
 
And worship at the mercy-seat,
 
Before th' eternal throne.
4
Thy precious name is all we show,
 
Our only passport, Lord;
 
And full assurance now we know,
 
Confiding in Thy Word.
5
Oh largely give, 'tis all Thy own,
 
The Spirit's goodly fruit:
 
Praise, issuing forth in life, alone
 
Our living Lord can suit.