Be thou my vision, the joy of my heart
Nought be all else to me save that thou art.
Thou my best thought, by day or by night
Waking or sleeping, thy presence my light.
Be thou my vision, the lamp to my feet;
Thy word, like honey, to my lips is sweet;
Thou my delight, my joy, thy command;
My dwelling ever, be the palm of thy hand.
Riches I heed not, nor seek human praise;
Thou mine inheritance, now and always;
Thou and thou only, first in my heart,
High God of heaven, my treasure thou art.
High God of heaven, my victory won,
May I reach heaven’s joys, o bright heaven’s Sun!
Heart of my own heart, whatever befall,
Still be my vision, o ruler of all.