Lord Jesus
let Thy watchful care
Thy faithful love
our brethren tend;
Their hearts sustain
their way prepare
And safely guide them to the end.
Be with them on the stormy deep;
Be with them in the silent hour;
By sea or land
awake
asleep
Be Thou their helper
strength
and tower.
Maintain them through their earthly strife
So running as to win the race;
Each holding forth the word of life
A light to lighten future days.
Go
brethren
go! with cheerful voice
We bid you go—a blessèd leav’n—
Go
win the country of your choice
For truth
and liberty
and Heav’n.