1 O great High Priest! forget not me,
Though I have oft forgotten Thee,
But give me strength for all the strife,
And all the toil and pain of life.

2 Let not a wav'ring heart be mine,
That is the world's and would be Thine;
May I in faith Thy promise hold,
And never wander from Thy fold.

3 Let me not crave the wealth of earth,
Its honors and its giddy mirth,
But still remember I am Thine,
And be content that Thou art mine.

4 Thou hast redeemed me with Thy blood,
And washed me in the mystic flood;
Let not this grace be all in vain,
Nor let me pierce Thy side again.

5 To Thee I humbly raise mine eyes,
Do not my sinful soul despise;
Perfect the work Thou hast begun,
And let Thy saving will be done.