Old Books, Roses, Candle with Willing to own Thee Master and King and How shall I follow Him I serve

Willing to own Thee Master and King,
Willing to offer Thee ev’ry thing,
Lord, make me willing,
O make me willing,
My all to bring.

Willing to wait for Thy chosen time,
Willing to follow Thy way, not mine,
Lord, make me willing,
O make me willing,
For I am Thine.

Willing to labor, Lord, I would be,
Willing to suffer all things for Thee,
Lord, make me willing,
O make me willing,
Is all my plea.
            M. Frazer
How shall I follow Him I serve?
How shall I copy Him I love?
Nor from those blessed footsteps swerve,
Which lead me to His seat above?

Privations, sorrows, bitter scorn,
The life of toil, the mean abode,
The faithless kiss, the crown of thorn,-
Are these the consecrated road?

‘Twas thus He suffered, though a Son,
Foreknowing, choosing, feeling all,
Until the perfect work was done,
And drunk the bitter cup of gall.

Lord, should my path through suffering lie,
Forbid it I should e’er repine;
Still let me turn to Calvary,
Nor heed my griefs, remembering Thine.
        Josiah Conder