Try us, O God, and search the ground
Of ev­ery sin­ful heart;
Whate’er of sin in us is found,
O bid it all de­part.

When to the right or left we stray,
Leave us not com­fort­less;
But guide our feet in­to the way
Of ev­er­last­ing peace.

Help us to help each oth­er, Lord,
Each oth­er’s cross to bear;
Let each his friend­ly aid af­ford,
And feel his bro­ther’s care.

Help us to build each oth­er up,
Our lit­tle stock improve;
Increase our faith, con­firm our hope,
And per­fect us in love.

Up un­to Thee, our liv­ing head,
Let us in all things grow,
Till Thou hast made us free in­deed,
And sin­less here be­low.

Then when the migh­ty work is wrought,
Receive Thy rea­dy bride:
Give us in Heav’n a hap­py lot
With all the sanc­ti­fied.