She loved her Savior, and to Him
Her costliest present brought;
To crown His head, or grace His Name,
No gift too rare she thought.
So let the Savior be adored,
And not the poor despised,
Give to the hungry from your hoard,
But all, give all to Christ.
Go, clothe the naked, lead the blind,
Give to the weary rest;
For sorrow’s children comfort find,
And help for all distressed.
But give to Christ alone Thy heart,
Thy faith, Thy love supreme,
Then for His sake Thine alms impart,
And so give all to Him.
About the writer: William Cutter, an editor and publisher, was born in North Yarmouth, Maine in 1801. He was educated at Bowdoin College, where he was graduated in 1821. He wrote poetry and hymns as a hobby and his writings were contributed to the Christian Mirror, a periodical published in Portland. He died in 1867.
Key Verse: After breakfast Jesus said to Simon Peter, “Simon son of John, do you love me more than these?”
“Yes, Lord,” Peter replied, “you know I love you.”
“Then feed my lambs,” Jesus told him.–John 21:15