An Instument in Thy Hand

Savior, thou hast called; and gladly will I seek to make thy might and mercy known. I shall speak thy peace and may my willing voice be unto men an echo of thine own. Tune thou my spirit unto thine. Teach me to sing thy love divine. Thus as thy witness will I stand. Lord, make me an instrument in thy hand. By thy spirit’s power, direct me hour by hour to those who wander from thy fold. May I lead them home, and may my words of hope be unto them an echo of thine own. Teach thou my heart to freely serve. Teach me to do thy works of love. Thus as thy witness will I stand Lord, make me an instrument in thy hand. Cast from my heart the fear of man; teach me to trust in thee alone ‘Til every impulse of my will becomes an echo of thine own. By thy spirit’s light, grant me thy clearer sight, to seek thy lambs where e’er they stray, Echoing thy call, thou Shepherd of us all, ’til every voice re-echos in thy praise. Tune thou my song to tell thy glory, My every anthem to adore thee. Thus as thy witness will I stand, Lord, make me an instrument in thy hand.