The lone, wild bird in lofty flight

is still with me, nor leaves my sight.

And I am thine! I rest in thee,

Great Spirit, come, and rest in me.

 

The ends of earth are in thy hand,

the sea's dark deep and far off land.

And I am thine! I rest in thee,

Great Spirit, come, and rest in me.

 

Each secret thought is known to thee,

the path I walk my whole life through;

my days, my deeds, my hopes, my fears,

my deepest joys, my silent tears.