1 Father, we commend our spirits
To Thy love, in Jesu's name,
Love which His atoning merits
Give us confidence to claim.
2 Oh how sweet, how real a pleasure
Flows from love so full and free!
'Tis a vast exhaustless treasure,
Saviour, we possess in Thee!
3 From the world and its confusion,
Here we turn and find our rest,--
From its care and its delusion,
Turn to Thee, in whom we're blest.
4 By the Holy Ghost anointed,
May we do the Father's will,
Walk the path by Him appointed,
All His pleasure to fulfill.
Source: A Few Hymns and Some Spiritual Songs. Selected 1856, for the Little Flock. Revised, 1881 #340