MUST I GO AND EMPTY

Must I go and empty-handed,

Thus my dear Redeemer meet?

Not one day of service give Him,

Lay no trophy at His feet?

Must I go and empty-handed,

Must I meet my Saviour so?

Not one soul with which to greet Him,

Must I empty-handed go?

Not at death I shrink or falter,

For my Saviour saves me now;

But to meet Him empty-handed,

Thought of that now clouds my brow.

Oh, the years of sinning wasted!

Could I but recall them now

I would give them to my Saviour;

To His will I gladly bow.

Oh, ye saints, arouse, be earnest!

Up and work while yet 'This day;

Ere the night of death O'ertake you,

Strive for souls while yet you may