Father, Son, and Ho­ly Ghost,
One in Three, and Three in One,
As by the ce­les­ti­al host,
Let Thy will on earth be done;
Praise by all to Thee be giv’n,
Glorious Lord of earth and Heav’n!

Vilest of the fall­en race,
Lo! I an­swer to Thy call,
Meanest ves­sel of Thy grace,
(Grace di­vine­ly free for all),
Lo, I come to do Thy will,
All Thy coun­sel to ful­fill.

If so poor a worm as I
May to Thy great glo­ry live,
All my ac­tions sanc­ti­fy,
All my words and thoughts re­ceive;
Claim me, for Thy ser­vice, claim,
All I have, and all I am.

Take my soul and bo­dy’s pow’rs,
Take my me­mo­ry, mind, and will,
All my goods, and all my hours,
All I know, and all I feel,
All I think, and speak and do;
Take my heart—but make it new.

Now, O God, Thine own I am,
Now I give Thee back Thy own,
Freedom, friends, and health and fame,
Consecrate to Thee alone;
Thine I live, thrice hap­py I,
Happier still if Thine I die.

Father, Son and Ho­ly Ghost,
One in Three, and Three in One,
As by the ce­les­ti­al host,
Let Thy will on earth be done;
Praise by all to Thee be giv’n,
Glorious Lord of earth and Heav’n.