Desire of Knowledge

Verse 1

Your mercies fill the earth, O Lord; how good your works appear! Instruct my eyes to read your word, and see the blessings there.

Verse 2

My heart was fashioned by your hand, my service is your due; O help me, Lord, to understand the things that I must do!

Verse 3

I am a stranger here below; let not your path be hid; but mark the road my feet should go, and be my constant guide.

Verse 4

When I confessed to wandering ways, my grief was not in vain; you give the guidance of your grace, that I not stray again.

Verse 5

The Gospel's comfort, when I bore variety of grief, helped me to love your law the more, and fly to its relief.

Verse 6

When I have learned my Father’s will, I'll teach the world your ways; my thankful lips, inspired with zeal, shall ever sing your praise!