Though Thoughtless Thousands Choose the Road

Though thoughtless thousands choose the road
that leads the soul away from God,
this happiness, dear Lord, be mine:
to live and die entirely thine.

In Christ, by faith, I wish to live,
from him my life, my all, receive,
to him devote my fleeting hours,
serve him alone with all my pow'rs.

Christ is my everlasting all.
to him I look, on him I call;
he will my ev'ry need supply
in time and through eternity.

Soon will the Lord, my life, appear;
soon shall I end my trials here,
leave sin and sorrow, death and pain.
To live is Christ; to die is gain.

Soon will the saints in glory meet,
soon walk through ev'ry golden street
and sing on ev'ry blissful plain,
"To live is Christ; to die is gain."