Then, Heavenly Father, be my guide!
By thee be all my wants supplied!
To thee I turn, in thee confide!
"Watch o'er this little wayward heart,
Whose pulses beat so blithely now;
Ah, keep it pure and free from art,
And teach it to thy will to bow!
Father, Saviour, be its guide
When pleasures tempt or woes betide!
Beneath thy wing let me abide.