Lord, as thou wilt, be it with me, No other wish I cherish, I, living, dying, seek but thee, O Lord, let me not perish; Let but thy grace ne’er from me part, Else as thou wilt, grant patient heart, Thy will the best is ever. | 2. Grant honor, truth, and self-control, And love thy Word to ponder, From errors false preserve my soul; And grant, both here and yonder, What will but tend to blessed days, Keep far all wrong and crooked ways From all my life and doings. | 3. When once, according to thy will, I pass the bourne of sadness, Then let thy grace my bosom fill, That I may go with gladness; My body, soul, commend I thee, O Lord, a blessed end grant me Through Jesus Christ, yea, Amen. | |