Lord, Thou hast pro­mised grace for grace
To all who dai­ly seek Thy face;
To them who have, Thou giv­est more
Out of Thy vast, ex­haust­less store.

Each step we take but ga­thers strength
For fur­ther pro­gress, till at length,
With ease the high­est steeps we gain,
And count the mount­ain but a plain.

Who watch, and pray, and work each hour
Receive new life and add­ed pow­er,
A pow­er fresh vic­to­ries to win
Over the world, and self, and sin.

Help us, O Lord, that we may grow
In grace as Thou dost grace be­stow;
And still Thy rich­er gifts re­peat
Till grace in glo­ry is com­plete.