1 O Thou, Who gav'st Thy servant grace
On Thee, the living Rock to rest,
To look on Thine unveilèd face,
And lean on Thy protecting breast;

2 Grant us, O King of mercy, still
To feel Thy presence from above,
And in Thy word, and in Thy will
To hear Thy voice and know Thy love;

3 And when the toils of life are done,
And nature waits Thy just decree,
To find our rest beneath Thy throne,
And look in certain hope to Thee.

4 To Thee, O Jesus, Light of Light,
Whom as their King the saints adore,
Thou strength and refuge in the fight,
Be laud and glory evermore.

Amen.