Hymnal [of the Protestant Episcopal Church in the USA]

Master, no offering,

Costly and sweet,

May we, like Magdalene,

Lay at thy feet;

Yet may love's incense rise,

Sweeter than sacrifice,

Dear Lord, to thee.

Daily our lives would show

Weakness made strong,

Toilsome and gloomy ways

Brightened with song;

Some deeds of kindness done,

Some souls by patience won,

Dear Lord, to thee.

Some word of hope, for hearts

Burdened with fears,

Some balm of peace, for eyes

Blinded with tears:

Some dews of mercy shed,

Some wayward footstep led,

Dear Lord, to thee.

Thus, in thy service, Lord,

Till eventide

Closes the day of life,

May we abide.

And when earth's labors cease,

Bid us depart in peace,

Dear Lord, to thee.

Amen.