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1
Whom have I, Lord, in heav’n but Thee? None but Thee! None but Thee! And this my song through life shall be: Christ for me! Christ for me! He hath for me the serpent trod, He hath redeemed me “by His blood,” And reconciled my soul to God: Christ for me! Christ for me!
CWhom
have I, Lord, in
G
heav'n
but
C
Thee?
None but
F
Thee!
G7
None
but
C
Thee!
And this my song through
G
life
shall
C
be:
Christ for
F
me!
G7
Christ
for
C
me!
He hath for me the
F
serpent
C
trod,
G7He
hath redeemed me "by His
C
blood,"
And reconciled my
F
soul
to
C
God:
Christ for
F
me!
G7
Christ
for
C
me!
2
I envy not the rich their joys: Christ for me! Christ for me! I covet not earth’s glitt’ring toys: Christ for me! Christ for me! Earth can no lasting bliss bestow, “Fading” is stamped on all below; Mine is a joy no end can know: Christ for me! Christ for me!
I envy not the rich their joys:
Christ for me! Christ for me!
I covet not earth's glitt'ring toys:
Christ for me! Christ for me!
Earth can no lasting bliss bestow,
"Fading" is stamped on all below;
Mine is a joy no end can know:
Christ for me! Christ for me!
CI
envy not the
G
rich
their
C
joys:
Christ for
F
me!
G7
Christ
for
C
me!
I covet not earth's
G
glitt'ring
C
toys:
Christ for
F
me!
G7
Christ
for
C
me!
Earth can no lasting
F
bliss
C
bestow,
G7"Fading"
is stamped on all
C
below;
Mine is a joy no
F
end
can
C
know:
Christ for
F
me!
G7
Christ
for
C
me!
3
Though with the poor be cast my lot: Christ for me! Christ for me! “He knoweth best,” I murmur not: Christ for me! Christ for me! Though “vine” and “fig-tree” blight assail, The “labor of the olive fail,” And death o’er flock and herd prevail, Christ for me! Christ for me!
Though with the poor be cast my lot:
Christ for me! Christ for me!
"He knoweth best," I murmur not:
Christ for me! Christ for me!
Though "vine" and "fig-tree" blight assail,
The "labor of the olive fail,"
And death o'er flock and herd prevail,
Christ for me! Christ for me!
CThough
with the poor be
G
cast
my
C
lot:
Christ for
F
me!
G7
Christ
for
C
me!
"He knoweth best," I
G
murmur
C
not:
Christ for
F
me!
G7
Christ
for
C
me!
Though "vine" and "fig-tree"
F
blight
C
assail,
G7The
"labor of the olive
C
fail,"
And death o'er flock and
F
herd
C
prevail,
Christ for
F
me!
G7
Christ
for
C
me!
4
Though I am now on hostile ground, Christ for me! Christ for me! And sin beset me all around, Christ for me! Christ for me! Let earth her fiercest battles wage, And foes against my soul engage, Strong in His strength I scorn their rage: Christ for me! Christ for me!
Though I am now on hostile ground,
Christ for me! Christ for me!
And sin beset me all around,
Christ for me! Christ for me!
Let earth her fiercest battles wage,
And foes against my soul engage,
Strong in His strength I scorn their rage:
Christ for me! Christ for me!
CThough
I am now on
G
hostile
C
ground,
Christ for
F
me!
G7
Christ
for
C
me!
And sin beset me
G
all
C
around,
Christ for
F
me!
G7
Christ
for
C
me!
Let earth her fiercest
F
battles
C
wage,
G7And
foes against my soul
C
engage,
Strong in His strength I
F
scorn
their
C
rage:
Christ for
F
me!
G7
Christ
for
C
me!
5
And when my life draws to its close, Christ for me! Christ for me! Safe in His arms I shall repose, Christ for me! Christ for me! When sharpest pains my frame pervade, And all the powers of nature fade, Still will I sing through death’s cold shade; Christ for me! Christ for me!
This hymn was written in 1878. The original says "winepress" instead of "serpent" in stanza 1. The Lord already destroyed the serpent, Satan, for us by His death (Heb 2:14). When He comes back, the Lord will tread in the winepress of the wrath of God those who oppose Him (Rev 19:15). So, I think "serpent" is an improvement over "winepress" because destroying the serpent is a much greater benefit to us, the Lord paid His life to do it, and He already did it.
hymnary.org wrongly attributes this hymn to Thomas R. Birks. Apparently, Birks wrote a different hymn with the same first line also based on Psalm 73:25.