When this passing world is done,
When has sunk yon glaring sun;
When I stand with Christ in glory,
Looking o’er life’s finished story,
Then, Lord, shall I fully know—
not till then, how much I owe.
Every ounce of faith, he has given
Every moment granted is a grace
Every failure he has now forgiven
Every hope to which I set my face
Every good work that has found His favor
All I am and ever hope to be
I will only boast in Christ my savior
For it is not I but Christ in me
When I stand before the throne,
Dressed in beauty not my own;
When I see Thee as Thou art,
Love Thee with un-sinning heart;
Then, Lord, shall I fully know,
not till then, how much I owe.
All to Christ I owe, all to Christ I owe
Whatever I do and wherever I go
All to Christ All to Him I owe
Every ounce of faith, he has given
Every moment granted is a grace
Every failure he has now forgiven
Every hope to which I set my face
Every good work that has found His favor
All I am and ever hope to be
I will only boast in Christ my savior
For it is not I but Christ in me
After-Robert Murray M'Cheyne
Chorus by Anthony Foster
July 8, 2019
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