O God, my hea­ven­ly King,
My Sav­ior, and my all,
To Thee my ev­ery pow­er I bring,
And at Thy foo­tstool fall.

By Thee I am sup­plied
With ev­ery good be­low:
Thou art my shep­herd and my guide,
In all the way I go.

Fain would I fol­low Thee,
Nor from Thy foot­steps stray,
Whate’er my pains or con­flicts be,
Or snares my foes may lay.

I know that Thou art nigh,
My fort­ress, shield and tow­er:
On Thy rich mer­cy I’ll rely,
And trust Thy migh­ty pow­er.