XXXII Hymn
O Lord! my infant voice I raise,
Thy holy name to bless!
In daily songs of thanks and praise,
For mercies numberless.
For parents, who have taught me right,
That thou art good and true;
And though unseen by my weak sight,
Thou seest all I do.
Let all my thoughts and actions rise
From innocence and truth;
And thou, O Lord! wilt not despise
The prayer of early youth.
As through thy power I live and move,
And say, “Thy will be done;”
O keep, in mercy and in love,
The work thou hast begun.