O God, Thou faithful God, Thou fountain ever flowing, Without whom nothing is, All perfect gifts bestowing, Grant me a healthy frame, And give me, Lord, within, A conscience free from blame, A soul unhurt by gain. And grant me, Lord, to do, With ready heart and willing, Whate’er Thou shalt command, My calling here fulfilling; And do it when I ought, With zeal and joyfulness, And bless the work I’ve wrought, For Thou must give success. Oh, let me never speak What bounds of truth exceedeth; Grant that no idle word From out my mouth proceedeth; And then, when in my place I must and ought to speak, My words grant power and grace Lest I offend the weak. If dangers gather round, Still keep me calm and fearless; Help me to bear the cross When life is dark and cheerless, To overcome my foe With words and actions kind; When counsel I would know, Good counsel let me find. And let me with all men, As far as in me lieth, In peace and friendship live, And if Thy gift supplieth Great wealth and honor fair, Then this refuse me not, That naught be mingled there Of goods unjustly got. If Thou a longer life Hast here on earth decreed me; If Thou through many ills To age at length wilt lead me, Thy patience on me shed. Avert all sin and shame And crown my hoary head With honor free from blame. Let me depart this life Confiding in my Savior; Do Thou my soul receive That it may live forever; And let my body have A quiet resting place Within a Christian grave; And let it sleep in peace. And on that solemn day When all the dead are waking, Stretch o’er my grave Thy hand, Thyself my slumbers breaking. Then let me hear Thy voice, Change Thou this earthly frame, And bid me aye rejoice With those who love Thy Name. |