Thy love be the only guiding star,

Thou knowest, my Lord, how sincere is my thought

When standing at Thy bar.

How precious Thy kingdom everlasting,

With Zion the city of my rest;

All the saints are there immortal,

And their glory how perpetual,

To Thee, my Lord, I offer up my best.

2.    Thy Word is my sword that will stamp out his fraud,

While waiting for Thy Day.

How solemn the thought of life eternal,

What honour and glory and glory He invests,

See the bridal garb of righteous,

How it shineth forth, the brightest,

To Thee, my Lord, I offer up my best.

3.    His faith is my light when I walk not by sight,

My richest gain but loss.

How sweetly the heavenly choir is singing,

Of Jesus’ love, triumphing in the test;

See the firstfruits on Mount Zion,

Standing there with Judah’s Lion,

To Thee, my Lord, I offer up my best.

4.    A gloomy night now encircles nations,

Who listless spend life in doubt and fear,

When Christ is my hope, then for sin there’s no scope,

His name to me is dear.

How brightly the heavenly lights are burning,

From Jesus’ life draw their radiancy;

What  a Kingdom full of glory,

Sure no tongue can tell the story,

Dear Lord, I offer up my best to Thee.