Verse 1
God of my life preserv’d by grace
Like Moses’s bush amidst the fire,
Teach me to count aright my days,
With wisdom pure my heart inspire,
That busied with the one concern,
I may my remnant life employ
Thy meek humility to learn,
And enter thy celestial joy.

Verse 2
In number as my days decrease,
In value, Lord, I know, they rise,
And every moment makes them less,
And brings me nearer to the skies,
If taught my talents to improve,
My hours I on account receive,
And live to win thy precious love,
And only for thy glory live.

Verse 3
Thy Spirit now if thou infuse,
My latter end I wisely weigh,
No more th’ important moments lose,
No more neglect to watch and pray:
Stir’d up to seek the God unknown
My soul awakes to righteousness,
And strives, and pants, and wrestles on
For power to live and die in peace.

Verse 4
This instant now I cease from sin,
This instant now I turn to thee,
And trust thy blood to make me clean
From all, from all impurity:
The current of thy powerful blood
Shall all my mountain-sins remove,
Wash off, wash out my nature’s load,
And waft me to the port above.