1 O Thou whose mercies far exceed
All we can do or say,
As in Thy people Thou indeed
Dost daily more display:
Let, for our happiness, O God,
On us while here below,
By virtue of Christ's death and blood,
Thy richest blessings flow.
2 Preserve Thy flock most graciously,
Within Thy shelt'ring fold;
Move them from ev'ry harm away,
And in Thy safeguard hold;
Till Thou shalt fully have obtained
In us the fruits of grace,
And we, in joys that never end,
Shall see Thee face to face.
3 Do Thou, the very God of peace,
Us wholly sanctify,
And grant us such a rich increase
Of power from on high,
That spirit, soul, and body may,
Preserved free from stain
Be blameless until that great day,
Lord Jesus Christ. Amen.
Source: A Few Hymns and Some Spiritual Songs. Selected 1856, for the Little Flock. Revised, 1881 #288