Be Thou my vision, O Lord of my heart,
Naught 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 wisdom, be Thou my true Word,
I ever with Thee, and Thou with me Lord;
Thou my great Father, I Thy true son,
Thou in me dwelling, and I with Thee one.
Be Thou my armor, my sword for the fight,
Be Thou my dignity, Thou my delight.
Thou my soul’s shelter, Thou my high tow'r;
Raise Thou me heav’nward, O Pow’r of my pow’r.
Riches I heed not, nor man’s empty praise,
Thou my inheritance, now and always;
Thou, and Thou only, first in my heart,
High King of heaven, my treasure Thou art.
High King of heaven, when vict’ry is won,
May I reach heaven’s joys, O bright heav’n’s Sun!
Heart of my heart, whatever befall,
Still be my vision, O Ruler of all.