With loving zeal the pathway to His God;
Help me to rest my faith on Him alone
Who died for my transgression to atone.
Wean my rebellious heart from earthly things,
Show me the Fount whence living water springs;
Teach me to feel that, when afflictions come,
They're sent in love, to turn my thoughts to home.
So may I live, that in my daily race
The things of God may hold the highest place;
So may I die, that death to me may be
The opening dawn of immortality.
N. Lambert
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