O Lord, My Inmost Heart and Thought

O Lord

my in­most heart and thought

Thy search­ing eye doth see;

Where’er I rest

wher­e’er I go

My ways are known to Thee.

Each spok­en word

each si­lent thought

Thou

Lord

dost un­der­stand;

Before me and be­hind art Thou

Restraining by Thy hand.

If I the wings of morn­ing take

To some re­mot­est land

Still I shall be up­held by Thee

And guid­ed by Thy hand.

From Thee

O Lord

I can­not hide

Though dark­ness cov­er me;

The dark­ness and the light of day

Are both alike to Thee.

Search me

O God

and know my heart

Try me

my thoughts to know;

O lead me

if in sin I stray

In paths of life to go.