And the happy, heavenly way.
Suffer not, O God, my Saviour!
This dear child’s young heart to fill
With the follies of the worldly.
May she yield to Thee her will.
May she seek Thee, living Saviour;
Teach her in Thy blood to trust,
And for faith in Thy redemption,
Thou mayest call her with the just.
O God! my heart, too full for utterance,