I know I have to give everything__
all my wealth,O Lord, all my profit__
what my eyes have seen, ears have heard,
my skilful nursing,my visiting often.
My morning and evening in my mind’s vessel.
Will secretly unfold before you.
Right now it’s my lute,it is confined___
when you own it, it will perform your tune.
Your pleasure delights me in my moment of sadness
make mine yours.
What I got as mine in an auspicious moment
I’ll make them yours then they’ll be mine.