J. Heermann, 1630. 347 6, 7, 6, 7, 6, 6, 6, 6 O God, forsake me not! Thy gracious presence lend me; Lead Thou Thy helpless child, Thy Holy Spirit send me That I my course may run. Be Thou my Light, my Lot, My Staff, my Rock, my Shield,— O God, forsake me not! 2. O God, forsake me not! Take not Thy Spirit from me And suffer not the might Of sin to overcome me; Increase my feeble faith, Which Thou Thyself hast wrought; Be Thou my Strength and Power,— O God, forsake me not! 3. O God, forsake me not! Lord, hear my supplication! In every evil hour Help me o’ercome temptation; And when the Prince of hell My conscience seeks to blot, Be Thou not far from me,— O God, forsake me not! 4. O God, forsake me not! Thy mercy I’m addressing; O Father, God of Love, Grant me Thy heavenly blessing To do the duty which To me Thou didst allot, To do what pleaseth Thee,— O God, forsake me not! 5. O God, forsake me not! Lord, I am Thine forever. Grant me true faith in Thee; Grant that I leave Thee never; Grant me a blessed end When my good fight is fought, Help me in life and death,— O God, forsake me not! S. Franck, † 1725; A. Crull, tr. 348 L. M. 6 l O Love, who formedst me to wear The image of Thy Godhead here; Who soughtest me with tender care Through all my wand’rings wild and drear,— O Love, I give myself to Thee, Thine ever, only Thine, to be. 2. O Love, who ere life’s earliest dawn On me Thy choice hast gently laid; O Love, who here as man wast born And like to us in all things made,— O Love, I give myself to Thee, Thine ever, only Thine, to be. 3. O Love, who once in time wast slain, Pierced through and through with bitter woe; O Love, who, wrestling thus, didst gain That we eternal joy might know,— O Love, I give myself to Thee, Thine ever, only Thine, to be. 4. O Love, of whom in truth and light, The Word and Spirit, life and power, Whose heart was bared to them that smite, To shield us in our trial hour,— O Love, I give myself to Thee, Thine ever, only Thine, to be. 5. O Love, who thus hast bound me fast Beneath that gentle yoke of Thine; Love, who hast conquered me at last, Enrapturing this heart of mine,— O Love, I give myself to Thee, Thine ever, only Thine, to be. 6. O Love, who lovest me for aye, Who for my soul dost ever plead; O Love, who didst my ransom pay, Who for me e’er dost intercede,— O Love, I give myself to Thee, Thine ever, only Thine, to be.