Be in my mind a quiet fear;
A patient love of pain and care,
An enmity to dark despair.
A tenderness for all that stray,
With strength to help them on their way;
A cheerfulness, a heavenly mirth,
Brightening my steps along the earth.
I ask and shrink, yet shrink and ask;
I know thou wilt not set a task
Too hard for hands that thou hast made,