In these days of servitude,

Thy graces do abound,

In lavish splendor from your realm -

Angelic choir sound.

"Envelop me" my spirit cries

Thus longing to be true,

And let me spend eternity

Singing Praise to You.

Then I may know thy song of life

A gift to man from God

Yet so weak, strives to be strong

Strengthened by thy rod.