|Father Supreme, who wondrous love|
Our utmost thought so far exceeds.
We seek Thy blessing from above,
A rich supply for all our needs.
On Thee alone our hopes we rest,
To Thee alone we lift our eyes,
Regard our prayer, though unexpressed
Accept our spirit's sacrifice.
'Tis not for present power or wealth,
Or worldly fame, we look to Thee,
We ask Thy gift of heavenly health,
The gift of immortality.
Fulfil in us Thy faithful word,
Through Him who died to make it sure,
Our mercy-seat, our righteousness,
Who lives again to die no more.