“MUST I GO-AND EMPTY HANDED?”

1. “Must I go… and empty-handed?”
   Thus mydear Redeemer meet?
   Not one day of service give Him,
   Lay no trophy at His feet?

Chorus: “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 a death I shrink or falter,
   For my Saviour saves me now,
   But to meet Him empty-handed,
   Thought of that now clouds my brow.
3. Oh, the years of singing wasted,
   Could I but recall them now,
   I would give them to my Saviour.
   To His will I’d gladly bow.
4. Up, ye saints, arouse, be earnest,
   Up and work while yet ’tis day,
   Ere the night of death o’ertake you,
   Strive for souls while yet you may.