Father, whate’er of earthly bliss

Thy sovereign will denies,

Accepted at thy throne of grace,

Let this petition rise:

2 Give me a calm, a thankful heart,

From every murmur free;

The blessings of thy grace impart,

And make me live to thee.

3 Let the sweet hope that thou art mine,

My life, and death attend;

Thy presence through my journey shine,

And crown my journey’s end.