1 God of my life, whose gracious power
Through varied scenes my soul hath led,
Or turned aside the fatal hour,
Or lifted up my sinking head,

2 In all my ways thy hand I own,
Thy ruling providence I see;
Assist me still my course to run,
And still direct my paths to thee.

3 How do thy mercies close me round!
Forever be thy name adored;
I blush in all things to abound;
The servant of a gracious Lord.

4 I have no skill the snare to shun,
But Thou O God, my wisdom art:
I ever into danger run,
But thou art greater than my heart.

5 I rest beneath thy kindly shade;
My griefs expire, my troubles cease;
Thou, Lord, on whom my soul is stayed,
Wilt keep me still in perfect peace.