Thou good and gracious God,

Whose care to all extendeth,

On Whose Almighty Will

Creation all dependeth;

These my petitions grant,

Within a body found

A conscience uncorrupt,

A soul without a wound.

Make me with zeal pursue

My rightful occupation,

Do all as unto Thee,

And as becomes my station;

With promptness make me act,

And at the time most fit,

And when the act is done,

Then bless and prosper it.

O let me never speak

What bounds of truth exceedeth,

But watch that no vain word

From out my mouth proceedeth;

And when, if need must be,

I speak at duty’s call,

Grant that without offence

My words with force may fall.

In danger’s threatening hour,

Let me not flee despairing,

But, fighting faith’s good fight,

My Saviour’s standard bearing,

Let me with deeds of love

Turn fiercest foe to friend,

And when in doubt I stand,

Do Thou Thy counsel lend.

Make me, as Thou hast taught,

Love Christians all as brothers,

And, far as Christian ought,

Live peaceably with others.

Should worldly ease or wealth

E’er be my prosperous lot,

Let not therein be found

Riches unjustly got.

If Thou my term of days

In feeble old age lengthen,

And, with increasing years,

If griefs and troubles strengthen,

Give patience, faith, and love,

Unmurmuring all to bear,

And let no spot of sin

Disgrace my hoary hair.

Let me in my last hour

Find joy and peace in dying,

My only hope and trust

On Jesus’ Death relying;

Then let my soul ascend

To Thee in regions blest,

And by my parents’ side

My wearied body rest.

And when the last Great Day

Each secret thing revealeth,

Lord, let it be Thy Hand

Which then my grave unsealeth;

And let me hear Thy Voice

Bid me awake, arise!

And join Thy chosen saints,

All glorious in the skies.