I greet Thee, who my sure Re-deem-er art,
My on-ly trust and Sav-ior of my heart,
Who pain didst un-der-go for my poor sake;
I pray Thee from our hearts all cares to take.
Thou art the King of mer-cy and of grace,
Reign-ing om-nip-o-tent in ev-ery place:
So come, O King, and our whole be-ing sway;
Shine on us with the light of Thy pure day.
Thou art the Life, by which a-lone we live,
And all our sub-stance and our strength re-ceive;
O com-fort us in death's ap-proach-ing hour,
Strong-heart-ed then to face it by Thy power.
Thou hast the true and per-fect gen-tle-ness,
No harsh-ness hast Thou and no bit-ter-ness:
Make us to taste the sweet grace found in Thee
And ev-er stay in Thy sweet u-ni-ty.
Our hope is in no oth-er save in Thee;
Our faith is built up-on Thy prom-ise free;
O grant to us such strong-er hope and sure
That we can bold-ly con-quer and en-dure.