God of my life, whose gracious power

Through various deaths my soul hath led,

Or turn’d aside the fatal hour,

Or lifted up my sinking head;

In all my ways Thy hand I own,

Thy ruling providence I see:

O, help me still my course to run,

And still direct my paths to Thee.

On Thee my helpless soul is cast,

And looks again Thy grace to prove:

I call to mind the wonders past,

The countless wonders of Thy love.

Thou, Lord, my spirit oft hast stay’d,

Hast snatch’d me from the gaping tomb,

A monument of mercy made,

And rescued me from wrath to come.

Oft hath the sea confess’d Thy power,

And gave me back to Thy command:

It could not, Lord, my life devour,

Safe in the hollow of Thy hand.

Oft from the margin of the grave

Thou, Lord, hast lifted up my head:

Sudden I found Thee near to save;

The fever own’d Thy touch, and fled.

But, O the mightier work of grace,

That still the life of faith I live,

That still I pant to sing Thy praise,

That still my all I gasp to give!

Pluck’d from the roaring lion’s teeth,

Caught up from the eternal fire,

Snatch’d from the gates of hell, I breathe,

And, lo to heaven I still aspire!

Whither, O, whither should I fly,

But to my loving Saviour’s breast?

Secure within Thy arms to lie,

And safe beneath Thy wings to rest.

I see the fiery trial near;

But Thou, my God, art still the same:

Hell, earth, and sin I scorn to fear,

Divinely arm’d with Jesu’s Name.

I have no skill the snare to shun,

But Thou, O Christ, my wisdom art:

I ever into ruin run,

But Thou art greater than my heart.

I have no might to oppose the foe,

But everlasting strength is Thine.

Show me the way that I should go,

Show me the path I should decline.

Which shall I leave, and which pursue?

Thou only my Adviser be;

My God, I know not what to do;

But, O! mine eyes are fix’d on Thee!

Foolish, and impotent, and blind,

Lead me a way I have not known;

Bring me where I my heaven may find,

The heaven of loving Thee alone.

Enlarge my heart to make Thee room;

Enter, and in me ever stay:

The crooked then shall straight become.

The darkness shall be lost in day!