I with Thee would be­gin,
O my Sav­ior so dear,
On the way that I still must pur­sue;
I with Thee would be­gin
Every day grant­ed here,
As my ear­nest re­solve I re­new
To be and re­main Thine for­ev­er.

I with Thee would be­gin
And go forth in Thy name,
Which alone doth sal­va­tion bestow;
Fold me close to Thy breast
Where found joy all who came,
There is re­fuge for me, too, I know,
Though all in this world is con­fu­sion.

Let Thy Word all di­vine
Be my lamp in whose light
I may con­stant­ly keep to Thy way;
And each day wouldst Thou cleanse
Me anew, make me white
In the blood shed for me on that day
The cross Thou didst suf­fer, Lord Je­sus.

I with Thee would begin—
Yea, and hear one more pray­er,
I would close with Thee, too, my brief day,
And when day­light has failed,
Let me sleep in Thy care,
Until wak­ing Thy child Thou dost say,
Come, live with Me ev­er in Hea­ven.