1 O God, my Saviour, and my King,
Of all I have or hope the spring!
Send down thy spirit from above,
And warm my heart with holy love.

2 May I from ev'ry act abstain,
That gives another grief or pain;
Still may I feel my heart inclin'd,
To be the friend of all mankind.

3 With pity let my breast o'erflow,
When I behold a brother's woe;
And bear a sympathizing part,
Whene'er I meet a wounded heart.

4 And let my neighbour's prosp'rous state
A mutual joy in me create;
His virtuous triumph let me join;
His peace and happiness be mine.

5 Yea, though my neighbour's hate I prove,
Still let me vanquish hate with love;
Slow to resent, though he would grieve,
But always ready to forgive.

6 Let love through all my conduct shine,
An image fair, though faint, of thine;
Let me thy humble follower prove,
Father of men, great God of love!