Lord, thou hast formed mine every part,

Mine inmost thought is known to thee;

Each word, each feeling of my heart,

Thine ear doth hear, thine eye doth see.

2 Though I should seek the shades of night,

And hide myself in guilty fear,

To thee the darkness seems as light,

The midnight as the noonday clear.

3 The heavens, the earth, the sea, the sky,

All own thee ever present there;

Where’er I turn, thou still art nigh,

Thy Spirit dwelling everywhere.

4 O may that Spirit, ever blest,

Upon my soul in radiance shine,

Till welcomed to eternal rest,

I taste thy presence, Lord, divine!