Bring ye all the tithes into the storehouse
All your money, talents, time and love
Consecrate them all upon the altar
While your Saviour from above speaks sweetly
Trust Me, try Me
Prove Me saith the Lord of hosts
And see if a blessing
Unmeasured blessing
I will not pour out on thee
When my wavering faith in trials falters
When His guiding hand I cannot see
Then in wondrous love and tender mercy
Through His Word He says to me My child just
Repeat Refrain
I have yielded Him my life forever
All I am, or have, or hope to be
Naught on earth my hold on Him can sever
While I hear Him say to me My child just
Repeat Refrain