Once it was the blessing,
      Now it is the Lord;

Once it was the feeling,
      Now it is His Word;
Once HiIs figt I wanted,
      Now, the Giver own;
Once I sought for healing,
      Now HImself alone.

Once ’twas painful trying,
      Now ’tis perfect trust;
Once a half salvation,
      Now the uttermost;
Once ’twas ceaseless holding,
      Now He holds me fast;
Once ’twas constant drifting,
      Now my anchor’s cast.

Once ’twas busy planning,
      Now ’tis trustful prayer;
Once ’twas anxious caring,
      Now He has the care;
Once’twas what I wanted,
      Now what Jesus says;
Once ’twas constant asking,
      Now ’tis ceaseless praise.

Once it was my working,
      His it hence shall be;
Once I trie dto use HIm,
      Now He uses me;
Once the po’r I wanted,
      Now the Mighty One;
Once for self I labored,
      Now for Him alone.

Once I hoped in Jesus,
      Now I know He’s mine;
Once my lamps were dying,
      Now they brightly shine;
Once for death I waited,
      Now His coming hail;
And my hopes are anchored
      Safe within the veil.

All in all forever,
      Jesus will I sing;
Ev’rything in Jesus,
      And Jesus ev’rything.

A. B. Simpson