Gloria Deo ‎#213

213. Oh, Not My Own These Verdant Hills

1 Oh, not my own these verdant hills,
And fruits and flow’rs, and stream, and wood;
But His who all with glory fills,
Who bought me with His precious blood.

2 Oh, not my own this wondrous frame,
Its curious work, its living soul;
But His who for my ransom came;
Slain for my sake, He claims the whole.

3 Oh, not my own the grace that keeps
My feet from fierce temptation free;
Oh, not my own the thought that leaps,
Adoring, blessed Lord, to Thee.

4 Oh, not my own; I’ll soar and sing,
When life, with all its toils, is o’er,
And Thou Thy trembling Lamb shalt bring
Safe home to wander nevermore.

Text Information

• First Line: Oh, not my own these verdant hills
• Title: Oh, Not My Own These Verdant Hills
• Author: Samuel F. Smith, D.D.
• Meter: L. M.
• Language: English
• Publication Date: 1901
• Topic: Dependence

Tune Information

• Name: KALSARI
• Composer: Caryl Florio
• Meter: L. M.