Saviour of them that trust in Thee,
Once more, with supplicating cries,
We lift the heart and bend the knee,
And bid Devotion's incense rise.

For mercies past we praise Thee, Lord--
The fruits of Earth, the hopes of Heaven;
Thy helping arm--thy guiding word,
And answered prayers,--and sins forgiven.

Whene'er we tread on Danger's height,
Or walk Temptation's slippery way,
Be still, to steer our steps aright,
Thy word our guide, Thine arm our stay.

Be ours Thy fear and favour still,
United hearts--unchanging love;
No scheme that contradicts thy will,
No wish that centres not above.

And since we must be parted here,
Support us when the hour shall come:
Wipe gently off the mourner's tear,--
Rejoin us in our heavenly Home.