Savior, Redeemer of my soul,
Whose mighty hand, hath made me whole,
Whose wondrous power hath raised me up
And filled with sweet my bitter cup!
What tongue my gratitude can tell,
Never can I repay thee, Lord,
But I can love thee. Thy pure word
My joy by day, my dream by night?
Then let my lips proclaim it still,
And all my life, reflect thy will.
Change frowning foes to smiling friends.
Chasten my soul till I shall be
In perfect harmony with thee.
Make me more worthy of thy love,
And fit me for the life above.