Once it was the blessing; now it
is the Lord.
Once it was the feeling; now it is
Once His gifts I wanted; now the
Once I sought for healing, now Him-
Once 'twas painful trying; now 'tis
Once a half salvation; now the
Once 'twas ceaseless holding; now
He holds me fast.
Once 'twas constant drifting; now
my anchor's cast.
Once 'twas busy planning; now 'tis
Once 'twas anxious caring; now He
has the care.
Once 'twas what I wanted; now what
Once 'twas constant asking; now
'tis ceaseless praise.
Once I tried to use Him; now He
Once it was my working; His it
hence shall be.
Once the power I wanted, now the
Once for self I labored; now for
Once I hoped in Jesus; now I know
Once my lamps were dying; now they
Once for death I waited; now His
Any my hopes are anchored safe
within the veil.
-- A. B. Simpson
"CHRIST IS ALL ... " (Col. 3:11)