Fairest among ten thousand fair!
E’en those whom death’s sad fetters bound,
Whom thickest darkness compassed round,
Find light and life, if Thou appear.
Renew Thine image, Lord, in me,
Lowly and gentle may I be;
No charms but these to Thee are dear;
No anger may’st Thou ever find,
No pride, in my unruffled mind,
But faith, and heaven-born peace, be there.