Lord, I would own thy tender care

Lord, I would own thy tender care,
and all thy love to me;
the food I eat, the clothes I wear,
are all bestowed by thee.

'Tis thou preservest me from death
and dangers every hour;
I cannot draw another breath
unless thou give me power.

Kind angels guard me every night,
as round my bed they stay;
nor am I absent from thy sight
in darkness or by day.

My health and friends and parents dear
to me by God are given;
I have not any blessing here
but what is sent from heaven.

Such goodness, Lord, and constant care
I never can repay;
but may it be my daily prayer,
to love thee and obey.

Words: Jane Taylor, 1809

Music: St. Leonard (Smart), Eardisley

Meter: CM

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