Thy sacred dictates let me still revere;
And ever prone in virtue’s steps to tread,
My hopes, my wishes center’d all in Him,
Whose hand omnipotent the world did frame.
O Thou, great Source of all supreme delight!
Without reluctance may I ever prove
Submissive to thy providential sway,
To know and to observe thy laws divine,
My sole solicitude.
How mean soe’er my humble station be,