Oh God! Who Gav’st Thy Servant Grace

Oh God! who gav’st Thy serv­ant grace

Amid the storms of life dis­tressed

To look on Thine in­car­nate face

And lean on Thy pro­tect­ing breast.

To see the light that dim­ly shone

Eclipsed for us in sor­row pale

Pure im­age of the Eter­nal One!

Through sha­dows of Thy mor­tal veil!

Be ours

O King of mer­cy! still

To feel Thy pre­sence from ab­ove

And in Thy word and in Thy will

To hear Thy voice and know Thy love.

And when the toils of life are done

And na­ture waits Thy dread de­cree

To find our rest be­neath Thy throne

And look in cer­tain hope to Thee!