Till we find rest in Thy dear love;
And still that Peace divine impart
Which sanctifies the inmost heart,
And makes each morn and setting sun
But bring us nearer to Thy throne.
2 May we our daily duties meet,
Tread sin each day beneath our feet,
And win that strength which doth Thy will
And seeth Thee, and so is still;
And fixed on Thy sustaining arm,