94. Fill Thou My Life

Fill thou my life, O Lord my God, in ev'ry part with praise, That my whole being may proclaim thy being and thy ways. Not for the lip of praise alone, nor e'en the praising heart, I ask, but for a life made up of praise in ev'ry part:

Praise in the common words I speak, life's common looks and tones, In fellowship enjoyed at home with my beloved ones, Enduring wrong, reproach, or loss with sweet and steadfast will, Forgiving freely those who hate, returning good for ill.

Fill ev'ry part of me with praise; let all my being speak Of thee and of thy love, O Lord, poor though I be, and weak. So shalt thou, Lord, from me, e’en me, receive the glory due; And so shall I begin on earth the song forever new.

So shall each fear, each fret, each care be turned into a song, And ev'ry winding of the way the echo shall prolong. So shall no part of day or night from sacredness be free, But all my life, in ev'ry step, be fellowship with thee.