O, from These Visions Dark and Drear

O

from these vi­sions dark and drear

Kind Fa­ther

set me free;

I strug­gle yet with dark­ness here—

My God

re­mem­ber me!

Refresh my droop­ing soul with grace

And quick­en­ing en­er­gy;

Still runn­ing

toil­ing

in the race—

My God

re­mem­ber me!

Some cheer­ing ray of hope im­part

Sweet in­flu­ence from Thee;

And raise this fee­ble

droop­ing heart—

My God

re­mem­ber me!

For the in­her­it­ance in light

On trem­bling wings I flee;

With sins

and doubts

and fears I fight—

My God

re­mem­ber me!