Scripture Verse

There appeared unto them cloven tongues like as of fire, and it sat upon each of them. Acts 2:3


Words: Clar­ence E. Eb­er­man, in Up­lift­ed Voic­es, ed­it­ed by Ad­am Ge­ibel & Frank Leh­man (Phi­la­del­phia, Penn­syl­van­ia: Ad­am Gei­bel Mu­sic, 1901), num­ber 140.

Music: Whit­by Ab­bey R. Frank Leh­man (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a good pho­to of Eb­er­man (head & shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),

R. Frank Lehman (1859–1931)


Jesus, my king, with thorn-crowned brow,
O let Thy Spi­rit fill me now;
In faith I bow before Thy cross,
All earth­ly things I count but dross.

Yes, Lord, I hear Thy voice of love,
That draws my soul to Thee above;
For strength I ask, to fol­low Thee,
Where’er, by faith, Thy hand I see.

I give my­self, my time, my all;
In wor­ship at Thy feet I fall;
Then bid me rise to ser­vice new,
Whate’er there is for me to do.

I will obey Thy voice di­vine,
And calm­ly place my hand in Thine;
I’ll fol­low Thee with joy­ful heart,
Where’er I can Thy word im­part.

My bur­dens, Lord, I bring to Thee;
O change them into songs for me;
No oth­er place heart-strength af­fords,
My king of kings, and Lord of lords.