Jesus, my strength, my hope,

On Thee I cast my care,

With humble confidence look up,

And know Thou hear'st my prayer,

Give me on Thee to wait.

Till I can all things do,

On Thee, almighty to create,

Almighty to renew.

I want a godly fear,

A quick-discerning eye

That looks to Thee when sin is near,

And sees the tempter fly:

A spirit still prepared,

And armed with jealous care,

For ever standing on its guard

And watching unto pray'r

I want a true regard,

A single, steady aim,

Unmoved by threatening or reward,

To Thee and Thy great name,

A jealous, just concern

For Thine immortal praise,

A pure desire that all may learn

And glorify Thy grace.

I rest upon Thy word;

The promise is for me;

My succour and salvation, Lord,

Shall surely come from Thee,

But let me still abide,

Nor from my hope remove,

Till Thou my patient spirit guide

into Thy perfect love.