And make my soul thine inmost shrine,
And peaceful habitation.
Forgive me, Lord, that day by day,
Vain joys have drawn my heart astray;
Now filled with Thee, let nought beside
O Father! in my soul abide.
O God the Son! thy truth make plain,
With that my mind awaken;
Forgive, that oft by fictions vain
It has been captive taken;