1 Give me, O Lord, a spirit lowly,
That seeks to praise Thy name alone;
Let faith make all my conduct holy
And love in all my life be shown;
Tame Thou whate'er in me is wild
And own me always as Thy child.

2 Let me not aim beyond my measure,
But in my place be still content;
To do Thy will be all my pleasure,
For this let all my life be spent;
And if my duties lowly be,
Let this suffice,--they honor Thee!