O Thou, from whom all good­ness flows,
I lift my heart to Thee;
In all my sor­rows, con­flicts, woes,
Dear Lord, re­mem­ber me.

Whene’er on my poor, bur­dened heart
My sins lie hea­vi­ly,
My par­don speak, new peace im­part;
In love re­mem­ber me.

Temptations sore ob­struct my way,
To shake my faith in Thee;
O give me strength, Lord, as my day;
For good re­mem­ber me.

Distressed with pain, dis­ease, and grief,
This fee­ble bo­dy see;
Grant pa­tience, rest, and kind re­lief:
Hear and re­mem­ber me.

When in de­sert­ion’s dis­mal night,
Thy face I can­not see,
Then, Lord, arise with glo­ri­ous light,
And still re­mem­ber me.

If on my face, for Thy dear name,
Shame and re­proach­es be,
All hail re­proach, and wel­come shame,
If Thou re­mem­ber me.

The hour is near; con­signed to death,
I own the just de­cree;
Sav­ior, with my last part­ing breath
I’ll cry, Re­mem­ber me.