Help Me to Be Holy

Help me to be ho­ly

O Fa­ther of light;

Guilt-burdened and low­ly

I bow in Thy sight;

How shall a stained con­sci­ence dare gaze on Thy face

E’en though in Thy pre­sence Thou grant me a place?

Help me to be ho­ly

O Sav­ior di­vine;

Why con­quer so low­ly this na­ture of mine?

Stamp deep­ly Thy like­ness where Sa­tan’s has been;

Expel with Thy bright­ness my dark­ness and sin!

Help me to be ho­ly

O Spir­it di­vine;

Come

sanc­ti­fy whol­ly this tem­ple of Thine;

Now cast out each id­ol

here set up Thy throne.

Reign

reign with­out ri­val

su­preme and alone!