Scripture Verse

A broken and a contrite heart, O God, Thou wilt not despise. Psalm 51:17


Words: Will­iam C. Mar­tin, in Crown of Beau­ty, ed­it­ed by Le­on­ard Daugh­er­ty & James H. Ro­se­crans (Cin­cin­na­ti, Ohio: Stand­ard Pub­lish­ing, 1902), num­ber 69.

Music: Fu­ku­o­ka N. Keff Smith, 1902 (🔊 pdf nwc).

If you know where to get a good pho­to of Smith (head-and-shoul­ders, at least 200×300 pix­els), would you ?

William C. Martin


I bring my heart to Thee,
My ills I can not count,
That it may pure and cleansèd be
In Thy once opened fount.


I will no more delay,
Before Thy throne I fall,
And at Thy precious feet I lay
My heart, my life, to Thee.

I give my life to Thee,
Lord, use it as Thou wilt;
The life for which on Calvary
Thy precious blood was spilt.


If I have aught withheld,
I give it now, my Lord,
With Thee I am by love impelled
To be in sweet accord.