O Lord! thy mercy I implore,
Help me to run the christian race,
And never give the struggle o'er.
A crown of righteousness for me
Thou hast at thy right hand prepared
Oh, may I ever faithful be,
And gain at last the great reward
Give me that holiness O Lord,
Which all to dwell with thee must have;
That I may hear the joyful word,
Welcome, 'twas thee I died to save.
Then in the glorious world of joy,
When toils and sufferings all are o'er;
Thy praise shall be my sweet employ;
Thy love my portion evermore.