Live out Thy life within me,
O Je­sus, King of kings!
Be Thou Thy­self the answer
To all my questionings;
Live out Thy life within me,
In all things have Thy way!
I, the transparent medium,
Thy glo­ry to display.

The temple has been yielded,
And purified of sin,
Let Thy Shekinah glo­ry
Now shine forth from within,
And all the earth keep silence,
Bhe body henceforth be
Thy silent, gentle servant,
Moved only as by Thee.

Its members every moment
Held subject to Thy call,
Ready to have Thee use them,
Or not be used at all,
Held without restless longing,
Or strain, or stress, or fret,
Or chafings at Thy dealings,
Or thoughts of vain regret.

But restful, calm and pliant,
From bend and bias free,
Awaiting Thy decision,
When Thou hast need of me.
Live out Thy life within me,
O Je­sus, King of kings!
Be Thou the glo­ri­ous answer
To all my questionings.