1 O turn, great Ruler of the skies,
Turn from my sin Thy searching eyes,
Nor let th'offences of my hand,
Within Thy book, recorded stand.
2 Give me a will to thine subdued,
A conscience pure, a soul renewed;
Nor let me, wrapt in endless gloom,
An outcast from Thy presence roam.
3 Oh, let Thy Spirit to my heart
Once more His quickening aid impart,
My mind from every fear release,
And sooth my troubled thoughts to peace.
4 So shall the souls whom error's sway
Has urged from Thee, blest Lord, to stray,
From me Thy heavenly precepts learn,
And humbled to their God return.
Source: Book of Worship with Hymns and Tunes #381