Help us, O Lord, thy yoke to wear,

Delighting in thy will;

Each other’s burdens learn to bear,

The law of love fulfill.

2 He that hath pity on the poor,

Doth lend unto the Lord:

And, lo! his recompense is sure;

For more shall be restored.

3 To thee our all devoted be,

In whom we move, and live;

Freely we have received from thee;

And freely may we give.

4 And while we thus obey thy word,

And every want relieve,

O may we find it, gracious Lord!

More blest than to receive.