Arthur S. Sullivan, 1874
Troyte's Chant No.1:
Arthur H. D. Troyte, 1860
Charlotte Elliott, 1869;
Jesus, my Savior, look on me,
For I am weary and opprest;
I come to cast myself on thee:
Thou art my Rest.
Look down on me, for I am weak;
I feel the toilsome journey's length:
Thine aid omnipotent I seek:
Thou art my Strength.
I am bewildered on my way,
Dark and tempestuous is the night;
O send thou forth some cheering ray!
Thou art my Light.
When Satan flings his fiery darts,
I look to thee; my terrors cease;
Thy cross a hiding-place imparts:
Thou art my Peace.
Standing alone on Jordan's brink,
In that tremendous, latest strife,
Thou wilt not suffer me to sink:
Thou art my Life.
Thou wilt my every want supply,
E'en to the end, whate'er befall:
Through life, in death, eternally,
Thou art my All.