Jesus, my
Strength, my
Hope,
On Thee I
cast my
care,
With humble
confidence
look up,
And know
Thou hear’st
my prayer.
Give me on
Thee to wait
Till I can
all things
do;
On Thee,
almighty to
create,
Almighty to
renew.
I
want a sober
mind,
A
self-renouncing
will,
That
tramples
down and
casts behind
The baits of
pleasing
ill;
A soul
inured to
pain,
To hardship,
grief, and
loss,
Bold to take
up, firm to
sustain
The
consecrated
cross.
I want a
godly fear,
A quick
discerning
eye
That looks
to Thee when
sin is near
And sees the
tempter fly;
A spirit
still
prepared
And armed
with jealous
care,
Forever
standing on
its guard
And watching
unto prayer.
I want a
heart to
pray,
To pray and
never cease,
Never to
murmur at
Thy stay,
Or wish my
sufferings
less.
This
blessing,
above all,
Always to
pray, I
want,
Out of the
deep on Thee
to call,
And never,
never faint.
I want a
true regard,
A single,
steady aim,
Unmoved by
threat’ning
or reward
To Thee and
Thy great
Name.
A jealous,
just concern
For Thine
immortal
praise;
A pure
desire that
all may
learn
And glorify
Thy grace.
I rest
upon Thy
Word;
The promise
is for me;
My comfort
and
salvation,
Lord,
Shall surely
come from
Thee.
But let me
still abide,
Nor from my
hope remove,
Till Thou my
patient
spirit guide
Into Thy
perfect
love.
