’Tis Thou hast taught my soul to pray,
For Thou didst speak with God always,
At morn, at noon, at close of day;
And Thou hast said He hears the prayer,
The longing soul breathes everywhere.
I
O, touch my heart, and bring to mind
The sin I should deplore;
And give me grace, Thou God most kind,
That I may sin no more.