a hymn by A.B. Simpson
Once it was the blessing; Now it is the Lord;
Once it was the feeling; Now it is His Word;
Once His gift I wanted; Now the Giver own;
Once I sought for healing; Now Himself alone.
All in all forever; Only Christ I’ll sing;
Everything is in Christ; And Christ is everything.
Once ‘twas painful trying; Now ‘tis perfect trust;
Once a half salvation; Now the uttermost;
Once ‘twas ceaseless holding; Now He holds me fast;
Once ‘twas constant drifting; Now my anchor’s cast.
Once ‘twas busy planning; Now ‘tis trustful prayer;
Once ‘twas anxious caring; Now He has the care;
Once ‘twas what I wanted; Now what Jesus says;
Once ‘twas constant asking; Now ‘tis ceaseless praise.
Once it was my working; His it hence shall be;
Once I tried to use Him; Now He uses me;
Once the pow’r I wanted; Now the Mighty One;
Once for self I labored; Now for Him alone.
Once I hoped in Jesus; Now I know He’s mine;
Once my lamps were dying; Now they brightly shine;
Once for death I waited; Now His coming hail;
And my hopes are anchored; Safe within the veil.