Be Thou my vision, oh Lord of my heart;
Naught be all else to me, save that thou art;
Thou my best thought, by day or by night,
Waking or sleeping, Thy presence my light.
Be Thou my wisdom, Thou my true word;
I ever with Thee, Thou with me, Lord;
Thou my great Father and I Thy true son,
Thou in me dwelling and I with Thee one.
Be Thou my battle-shield, sword for the fight;
Be Thou my dignity, Thou my delight;
Thou my soul’s shelter, and Thy my high tower,
Raise Thou me heavenwards, oh power of my power.
Riches I need not, nor man’s empty praise;
Thou mine inheritance now and always;
Thou and Thou only, first in my heart,
High King of Heaven, my treasure Thou art.
Oh high King of Heaven, after victory won,
May I reach Heaven’s joys, O bright Heaven sun!
Heart of my own heart, whatever befall,
Still be my vision, O ruler of all.
(English Methodist Version, 1964)