O teach Thou us to count our days
And set our hearts on wis­dom’s ways;
Turn, Lord, to us in our dis­tress,
In pity now Thy ser­vants bless;
Let mer­cy’s dawn dis­pel our night,
And all our day with joy be bright,
And all our day with joy be bright.

O send the day of joy and light,
For long has been our sor­row’s night;
Afflicted through the wea­ry years,
We wait un­til Thy help ap­pears;
With us and with our sons abide,
In us let God be glo­ri­fied,
In us let God be glo­ri­fied.

So let there be on us be­stowed
The beau­ty of the Lord our God;
The work ac­comp­lished by our hand
Establish Thou, and make it stand;
Yea, let our hope­ful la­bor be
Established ev­er­more by Thee,
Established ev­er­more by Thee.