Jesus, my strength, my hope,

On thee I cast my care,

With humble confidence look up,

And know thou hearest my prayer.

2 Give me on thee to wait

Till I can all things do;

On thee, almighty to create,

Almighty to renew.

3 I want a sober mind,

A self-renouncing will,

That tramples down, and casts behind,

The baits of pleasing ill;

4 A soul inured to pain,

To hardships, grief, and loss;

Bold to take up, firm to sustain

The consecrated cross;

5 I want a godly fear,

A quick-discerning eye,

That looks to thee when sin is near,

And sees the tempter fly;

6 A spirit still prepared,

And armed with jealous care,

For ever standing on its guard,

And watching unto prayer.