GREAT God, indulge my humble claim, Be thou my hope, my joy, my rest: The...

GREAT God, indulge my humble claim, Be thou my hope, my joy, my rest: The glories that compose thy name Stand all engaged to make me blessed.

Thou great and good, thou just and wise, Thou art my Father and my God; And I am thine, by sacred ties, Thy son, thy servant bought with blood.

With fainting heart, and lifted hands, For thee I long, to thee I look, As travellers in thirsty lands Pant for the cooling water-brook.

Should I from thee, my God, remove, Life could no lasting bliss afford; My joy, the sense of pardoning love, My guard, the presence of my Lord.

I'll lift my hands, I'll raise my voice, While I have breath to pray or praise; This work shall make my heart rejoice, And fill the circle of my days.