My hope, my all, my Sav­ior Thou,
To Thee, lo, now my soul I bow!
I feel the bliss Thy wounds im­part,
I find Thee, Sav­ior, in my heart.

Be Thou my strength, be Thou my way;
Protect me through my life’s short day:
In all my acts may wis­dom guide,
And keep me, Sav­ior, near Thy side.

Correct, re­prove and com­fort me,
As I have need my Sav­ior be;
And if I would from Thee de­part,
Then clasp me, Sav­ior, to Thy heart.

In fierce temp­ta­tion’s dark­est hour,
Save me from sin and Sa­tan’s pow­er;
Tear ev­ery id­ol from Thy throne,
And reign, my Sav­ior, reign alone.

My suf­fer­ing time shall soon be o’er;
Then shall I sigh and weep no more;
My ran­somed soul shall soar away,
To sing Thy praise in end­less day.