Be Thou My Guide

Be Thou my guide, and I will walk in darknessAs one who treads the beamy heights of day,Feeling a gladness amidst desert sadness,And breathing vernal fragrance all the way.

Be Thou my wealth, and, reft of all besides Thee,I will forget the strife for meaner things,Blest in the sweetness of thy rare completeness,And opulent beyond the dream of kings.

Be Thou my strength, O lowly One and saintly!And, though unvisioned ills about me throng,Though danger woo me and deceit pursue me,Yet in the thought of Thee I will be strong!