Savior, Thou art life to me, Guard me by Thy watchful eye; Ever by Thy Spirit be Thou a guide to worlds on high. Hide me from the storms of life; Keep me from the tempter’s snare; And while here ’mid toil and strife, Let me cast on Thee my care.
Help me, Lord, to faithful be, Give me grace to do Thy will; That through all eternity, Holy love my soul may thrill. For though blest by worldly store, Sanctioned by the creeds of men; Jesus says, “I am the door,”— He alone can save from sin.
Teach me from Thy blessed Word Lessons precious to my soul; Help me understand it, Lord, By it make and keep me whole. By Thy Word we stand or fall, By Thy Word we live or die; If in part and not by all, Then we make His word a lie.
Oh, Thou art my refuge here, All my hopes are built on Thee; From all sin and slavish fear Jesus makes me fully free. So when all my toils are o’er, Let me gain that blest abode; And with loved ones gone before, Ever dwell with me, my God.