1 Great God, indulge my humble claim:
Be thou my hope, my joy, my rest!
The glories, that compose thy name,
Stand all engag'd to make me blest.

2 Thou great and good, thou just and wise,
Thou art my Father and my God!
And I am thine by sacred ties,
Thy Child and servant, bought with blood.

3 With heart and eyes and lifted hands,
For thee I long, for thee I look,
As travellers in thirsty lands
Pant for the cooling water-brook.

4 E'en life itself, without thy love,
No lasting pleasure can afford:
Yea, 'twould but a tiresome burden prove,
If I were banish'd from thee, Lord.

5 I'll lift my hands, I'll raise my voice,
While I have breath to pray or praise.
This work shall make my heart rejoice,
Throughout the remnant of my days.