Words: Isaac Watts, 1709
Music: Davide C. Marney, 1995
My dear Redeemer and my Lord,
I read my duty in thy Word;
But in thy life the law appears
Drawn out in living characters.
Such was thy truth, and such thy zeal,
Such def'rence to thy Father's will.
Such love and meakness, so divine;
I would transcribe and make them mine.
Cold mountains and the midnight air
Witnessed the fervor of thy prayer;
The desert thy temptations knew,
Thy conflict and thy vict'ry too.
Be thou my pattern; make me bear
More of thy gracious image here.
Then God the Judge shall own my name
Among the foll'owers of the Lamb.