O! Father of this sphere,
Who made all by Thine hand,
Grant that I might adhere
To what Thy will hath planned.
The builder’s plan Thou made,
Complete it now in me–
On Christ’s foundation stayed,
My cornerstone and key.
O! Son of glory bright,
Grant that Thy moon I be,
Reflecting Thy sweet light
That all the world might see
The glory of Thy love,
The fullness of Thy grace,
Who came from heav’n above
To die for Adam’s race.
O! Spirit, may my vanes
By Thy wind sole be turned,
And not by earthly gains
Which for Thee I have spurned.
Grant that my millstone grind
Thy fruits of love and grace,
And help me ever find
Through Thee my Savior’s face.
O! Holy Triune LORD,
Be Thou my shield today
And be Thou eke my sword
In this the darksome fray.
My Liege-Lord Thee I own,
My bastion Thee I claim.
May I be truly shown
A servant of Thy Name.
Jeremy Brown. 1996.
