Be Thou my vision, O Lord of my heart;
Nought be all else to me, save that Thou art.
Thou my best thought, be day or by night,
Waking or sleeping thy presence my light.
Be Thou my wisdom, the lamp to my feet;
Thy word, like honey, to my lips is sweet.
Thou my delight, my joy, thy command;
My dwelling ever be the palm of they hand.
Riches I heed not, nor seek human praise;
Thou mine inheritance, now and always;
Thou and Thou only, first in my heart,
High King of heaven, my treasure Thou art.
May I reach heaven’s joys, O bright heav’n’s Sun!
Heart of my own heart, whatever befall,
Still be my vision, O Ruler of all.