| My hope, my all, my Savior Thou,To Thee, lo, now my soul I bow!
 I feel the bliss Thy wounds impart,
 I find Thee, Savior, in my heart.
 Be Thou my strength, be Thou my way;Protect me through my life’s short day:
 In all my acts may wisdom guide,
 And keep me, Savior, near Thy side.
 Correct, reprove and comfort me,As I have need my Savior be;
 And if I would from Thee depart,
 Then clasp me, Savior, to Thy heart.
 In fierce temptation’s darkest hour,Save me from sin and Satan’s power;
 Tear every idol from Thy throne,
 And reign, my Savior, reign alone.
 My suffering time shall soon be o’er;Then shall I sigh and weep no more;
 My ransomed soul shall soar away,
 To sing Thy praise in endless day.
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