The question is pressed, "you belong to whom? '
Before you give sleep to your eyes, answer honestly.
You are in a hard service, if you are not Christ's
Run away from your cruel master!
Into the service of the Lord of Love, enter,
And a life of blessedness, you shall enjoy.
If you are Christ's let me advise you, four things, to do.
You belong to Jesus, obey him;
Your law, let His word be;
Your will, let His wish be.
To the Beloved, you belong,
Him, then love;
Him, let your heart embrace;
With Him, let your whole soul be filled.
To the Son of God, you belong,
Him, then trust;
Nowhere but on Him, rest.
To the King of kings, you belong,
For Him then be decided.
Thus, without your being branded upon the brow,
To whom you belong, all will know.
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