Josiah Conder

 

Heavenly Father, to whose eye

Future things unfolded lie,

Heavenly Father, to whose eye

Future things unfolded lie,

Through the desert where I stray

Let Thy counsels guide my way.

 

Lead me not (for flesh is frail)

Where fierce trial would assail;

Leave me not, in darkened hour,

To withstand the tempter’s power.

 

Save me from his treacherous wiles;

Arm me against pleasures’ smiles;

Give me, for my spirit’s health,

Neither poverty nor wealth.

 

Help thy servant to maintain

A profession free from stain,

That my sole reproach may be,

Following Christ and fearing Thee.

 

Lord, uphold me day by day;

Shed a light upon my way,

Guide me through perplexing snares,

Care for me in all my cares.

 

Let me neither faint nor fear,

Feeling still that Thou art near,

In the course my Saviour trod,

Tending still to Thee, My God.

 
 

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