Father of peace, and God of love,
We own Thy pow­er to save,
That pow­er by which our Shep­herd rose
Victorious o’er the grave.

Him from the dead Thou brought’st again,
When by His sac­red blood,
Confirmed and sealed for­ev­er­more
Th’eter­nal co­ve­nant stood.

O may Thy Spi­rit seal our souls,
And mold them to Thy will,
That our weak hearts no more may stray,
But keep Thy co­ve­nant still.

That all we think and all we do
Be pleas­ing in Thy sight,
Through Je­sus Christ, to whom be praise
In end­less glo­ry bright.