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 or Leh­man (head-and-shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els),


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.