Christ For Me

Whom have I, Lord, to help but thee? None but thee! None but thee! And this my song through life shall be, Christ for me! Christ for me! He hath for me the winepress trod; He hath redeemed me by his blood; He reconciled my soul to God. Christ for me! Christ for me!

I envy not the rich their joys; Christ for me! Christ for me! I covet not earth' s glitt' ring toys; Christ for me! Christ for me! Earth can no lasting bliss bestow; Fading is stamped on all below; Mine is a joy no end can know. Christ for me! Christ for me!

Though poor and humble be my lot, Christ for me! Christ for me! He knoweth best; I murmur not; Christ for me! Christ for me! Though vine and fig tree blight assail, The labor of the olive fail, And death o' er flocks and herds prevail, Christ for me! Christ for me!

Though I am now on hostile ground, Christ for me! Christ for me! And foes beset me all around, Christ for me! Christ for me! Let earth her fiercest battle wage, And foes against my soul engage, Strong in his strength, I' ll stand their rage; Christ for me! Christ for me!