I’ve got a word in my heart like a fire,
That will not let me be;
Jesus the Son of God, who loved
And gave Himself for me.
If He’d loved and died for some one else;
For Peter or blessed Paul;
If He’d loved and died for men like these;
One wouldn’t have wondered at all.
But ’twas for me that Jesus died,
For me and a world of men;
Just as sinful, and just as slow
To give back His love again.
Did’st Thou love and die for a man like me?
Then, Master, I will take More thought for the perishing souls I meet
If it’s only for Thy sake