1 I strive each Action to approve
To God's All-seeing Eye;
No Danger shall my Hopes remove,
Because He still is nigh.

2 Therefore my Heart all Grief defies,
My Glory does rejoice;
My Flesh shall rest, in Hope to rise,
Wak'd by his pow'rful Voice.

3 Thou, Lord, when I resign my Breath,
My Soul from Pain shalt free;
Nor leave me in the Dust of Death
Exil'd from Heav'n and Thee:

4 Thou shalt the Paths of Life display,
Which to thy Presence lead:
Where Pleasures dwell without Allay,
And Joys, that never fade.