1 O Lord, devoutly love I Thee;
Come, Jesus, and abide with me,
And grant me e'er Thy favor.
In this wide world of anxious care,
Vain-glory find I ev'rywhere,
But peace with Thee, my Saviour.
E'en though, in woeful agony,
My soul and body pine away,
Thou art my Comfort, ever blest,
I safely on thy bosom rest.
Lord Jesus Christ,
My Saviour dear, my Saviour dear,
Thy saving hand is ever near.

2 Almighty God, for what I own,
Receive, and am, to Thee alone
I ought my thanks to render.
Teach me to use Thy gifts, I pray,
To aid the poor, and never stay,
O Lord, Thy mercies tender.
Make known to me, O God, Thy will,
And purge my soul of every ill;
Yea, make me patient and content,
Nor let my soul to earth be bent,
Lord Jesus Christ,
For Thy death's sake: for Thy death's sake:
The bonds of my affliction break.

3 Send, Lord, Thine angels forth at last
To bear my soul, when life is past,
Where heavenly joy aboundeth;
And let my weary body rest
In peace, where'er Thou seest best,
Until Thy voice resoundeth.
Then lo! in holy vesture clad,
I shall behold my Lord and God;
His grace and glory then shall be
My joy in all eternity.
Lord Jesus Christ,
My prayer fulfill; my prayer fulfill;
In life, in death, Thine am I still.

Amen.