Engage this roving treacherous heart,

Great God! to choose the better part;

To scorn the trifles of a day,

For joys that none can take away.

Then let the wildest storms arise,

Let tempests mingle earth and skies;

No fatal shipwreck shall I fear,

But all my treasure with me bear.

If Thou, my Jesus, still art nigh,

Cheerful I live, and cheerful die;