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When I do learn thy word to read,

Teach me, O Lord, to pray,

That from thy laws, like the lost sheep,

I may not err or stray.

Then join my heart to such as choose

In thy pure paths to tread,

And by thy words, and grace, and hand,

To all that's good are led.

With these I'll sing, and bless thy name,

And all my time will spend;

With these I hope to live and dwell:

With these my days to end.

'Tis by thy grace that I must see

What's right and fit to do;

For of myself I'm weak and blind,

And know not false from true.

So, by thy grace, what thou dost bid,

I'll strive to do the same;

Bid what thou wilt, but grant me grace,

And I will praise thy name.

Our King now reigns in bliss on high,

O may our souls up to him fly;

And with him dwell in that blest place,

Where each good child might see his face.