Blest be thy love, dear Lord,

That taught us this sweet way,

Only to love thee for thyself,

And for that love obey.

2 O thou, our souls’ chief hope!

We to thy mercy fly;

Where’er we are, thou canst protect,

Whate’er we need, supply.

3 Whether we sleep or wake,

To thee we both resign;

By night we see, as well as day,

If thy light on us shine.

4 Whether we live or die,

Both we submit to thee;

In death we live, as well as life,

If thine in death we be.