O, that day when I am free from sinning—
That day when the boasting grave
And death’s sharp sting shall claim no victory
Over my mortal frame and soul.

I look with longing to behold the face of my Saviour,
My King, my Lord, and my Master;
The day when I am freed from this sinful heart—
Till then, may God be honoured and faithfully served.

Father, in the spirit of Thy holy service,
Keep Thy redeemed steadfast in Thy work;
In this world that is Thine, draw many unto Thee,
That all may be done for Thy Name’s sake alone.

O strengthen the weary, and steady the weak;
Let not our hands grow slack in the field.
Fix our eyes on that blessed and glorious hope,
When faith shall give way to sight.

In Christ’s name,
Amen.