Till we each, in his degree,
Fit for endless glory be.
572
7s.
Deliver us from evil.
Heavenly Father! to whose eye
Future things unfolded lie;
Through the desert when I stray
Let thy counsels guide my way.
2 Lord! uphold me day by day;
Till we each, in his degree,
Fit for endless glory be.
7s.
Deliver us from evil.
Heavenly Father! to whose eye
Future things unfolded lie;
Through the desert when I stray
Let thy counsels guide my way.
2 Lord! uphold me day by day;