Words: (1500-1549).

Music: Dia­de­ma­ta, , Hymns An­cient and Mo­dern, 1868.


I lift my heart to Thee,
My God and Guide most just;
Now suffer me to take no shame,
For in Thee I do trust.
Direct me in Thy truth,
And teach me, I Thee pray;
Thou art my God and Savior,
On Thee I wait alway.

Thy mercies manifold,
I pray Thee, Lord, remember,
I eke Thy pity plentiful,
For they have been fore’er.
Remember not the faults
And frailty of my youth;
Remember not how ignorant
I have been of Thy truth.

Nor after my deserts
Let me Thy mercy find,
But of Thine own benignity
Lord have me in Thy mind.
His mercy is full sweet,
His truth a perfect guide,
Therefore the Lord will sinners teach
And such as go aside.

The humble He will teach
His precepts for to keep:
He will direct in all His ways
The lowly and the meek.
For all the ways of God
Are truth and mercy both
To them that keep His testament
The witness of His truth.