My Lord, I give at any price Whatever you require,
My Lord, I give at any price Whatever you require, And offer as a sacrifice My very soul’s desire.
As Abraham his heart’s delight Submitted to the knife, So yield I now, without a fight, My only hope in life.
From You I need hold nothing back, Who gave for me Your all, Nor need I fear for any lack, When in Your hands I fall.
All that I have do I receive, In gifts poured from above, And yielding is but to believe That I can trust Your love.
~ Nita Brainard
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