GRH 478 Must I Go, and Empty-handed

(1)
Must I go, and empty-handed,
Thus my dear Redeemer meet,
Not one day of service give Him,
Lay no trophy at His feet?
Must I go, and empty-handed?
Must I meet my Saviour so?
Not one soul with which to greet
Him: Must I empty-handed go?

(2)
Not at death I shrink nor falter,
For my Saviour saves me now;
But to meet Him empty-handed,
Thought of that now clouds my brow.
Must I go, and empty-handed?
Must I meet my Saviour so?
Not one soul with which to greet
Him: Must I empty-handed go?

(3)
O the years in sinning wasted,
Could I but recall them now,
I would give them to my Saviour,
To His will I’d gladly bow.
Must I go, and empty-handed?
Must I meet my Saviour so?
Not one soul with which to greet
Him: Must I empty-handed go?

(4)
O ye saints, arouse, be earnest,
Up and work while yet ‘tis day;
Ere the night of death o’ertake thee,
Strive for souls while still you may.
Must I go, and empty-handed?
Must I meet my Saviour so?
Not one soul with which to greet
Him: Must I empty-handed go?