SET apart to Thee, Lord Jesus,
Thee alone,
As a trophy of the mercy
Thou hast shown―
Mercy that embraced the justice
Of the throne.
Set apart, because redeemed
By Thy blood;
Brought into the priestly kingdom
To Thy God,
Yet to tread the path of sorrow
Thou hast trod.
Set apart from all earth’s pleasures
By Thy cross;
For Thine own name’s sake to suffer
Shame and loss,
Counting all that once was charming
Now but dross.
Set apart to be Thy servant,
Since made free
From the thrall of sin and Satan;
Glad to be
Captive in love’s golden fetters,
Now round me!
Set apart to offer to Thee
Endless praise,
Feeble now, but soon resounding
Suited lays,
Round Thy throne, throughout the nearing
Timeless days.
Set apart by God the Father—
Kept for Thee;
Called, and justified, and waiting,
Soon to be
Glorified, and in Thy likeness
Reign with Thee!
Set apart in Thee, Lord Jesus,
Thou the Head
Of Thy church, and risen with Thee
From the dead,
To adore the grace that on me
Thou hast shed!
Set apart through God the Spirit,
To believe
All the truth, without Whose power
None believe,
And, through His own wondrous working,
Praise to give.
Set apart, but not my setting,
All is Thine!
Thine the thought, and Thine the planning,
So divine;
Thine the praise, when in Thy likeness
I shall shine!
H.C.R.