My Mak­er, be Thou nigh
The light of life to give
And guide me with Thine eye
While here on earth I live.
To Thee my heart I ten­der
And all my pow­ers sur­ren­der;
Make it my one en­dea­vor
To love and serve Thee ev­er.
Upon Thy pr­omise I re­ly;
My Mak­er, be Thou nigh.

My Sav­ior, wash me clean
With Thy most pre­cious blood,
That takes away all sin
And seals my peace with God.
My soul in peace abid­eth
When in Thy wounds it hid­eth.
There I find full sal­va­tion
And free­dom from dam­na­tion.
Without Thee lost, de­filed by sin,
My Sav­ior, wash me clean.

My Com­fort­er, give pow­er
That I may stand se­cure
When in temp­ta­tion’s hour
The world and sin al­lure.
The Son to me re­veal­ing,
Inspire my thought and feel­ing,
His Word of grace to pon­der,
Nor let me from Him wan­der.
On me Thy gifts and grac­es show­er:
My Com­fort­er, give pow­er!

O Ho­ly Tri­ni­ty!
To whom I all things owe,
Thine image gra­cious­ly
Within my heart be­stow.
Choose me, though weak and low­ly,
To be Thy tem­ple ho­ly
Where praise shall rise un­end­ing
For grace so con­des­cend­ing.
O heav’n­ly bliss, Thine own to be,
O Ho­ly Tri­ni­ty!