And dost Thou say, “Ask what thou wilt”?

Lord, I would seize the golden hour;

I pray to be released from guilt,

And freed from sin and Satan’s power.

More of Thy presence, Lord, impart,

More of Thine image let me bear;

Erect Thy throne within my heart,

And reign without a rival there.

Give me to read my pardon sealed,

And from Thy joy to draw my strength;

To have Thy boundless love revealed

In all its height, and breadth, and length.

Grant these requests—I ask no more,

But to Thy care the rest resign;

Living or dying, rich or poor,

All shall be well if Thou art mine.