Take, then, my hands, O Father, And lead Thou me Until my journey endeth, Eternally. Alone I will not wander One single day. Be Thou my true Companion And with me stay. O cover with Thy mercy My poor, weak heart! Let ev'ry thought rebellious From me depart. Permit Thy child to linger Here at Thy feet And blindly trust Thy goodness With faith complete. Though naught of Thy great power May move my soul, With Thee through night and darkness I reach the goal. Take, then, my hands, O Father, And lead Thou me Until my journey endeth, Eternally. Julie von Haussmann. Tr. H. Brueckner, 1916. Jesu, geh voran. Jesus, still lead on, Till our rest be won; And although the way be cheerless, We will follow, calm and fearless, Guide us by Thy hand To our fatherland. If the way be drear, If the foe be near, Let not faithless fears o'ertake us, Let not faith and hope forsake us; For through many a foe To our home we go. When we seek relief From a long-felt grief, When temptations come alluring, Make us patient and enduring; Show us that bright shore Where we weep no more. Jesus, still lead on, Till our rest be won; Heavenly Leader, still direct us, Still support, console, protect us, Till we safely stand In our fatherland. Nicolaus Ludwig v. Zinzendorf, 1721. Tr. Jane Borthwick, 1846. a. Befiehl du deine Wege. Commit thy ways and faring With all that grieves thy soul, To His e'er faithful caring Who doth the heavens control; Who giving course and highway To clouds and winds and breeze, Will find for thee a byway Where thou canst fare at ease. But thou must trust Him wholly To make thy welfare sure; And look to His work solely To have thy works endure. God lets none snatch a blessing By fretful grief and care Nor one's own self-distressing; It must be got by prayer. Thy faithfulness unfailing, O Father, and Thy grace Mark good or ill prevailing Amongst this mortal race; Then what Thou wilt decreeing And pressing on with ease, Thou bring'st to pass and being Whate'er Thy counsels please. All ways do Thine possessing, Thou lack'st not means nor might. Thy deed is purest blessing, Thy path serenest light. And none Thy work can hinder, Nor can Thy labors rest Whenever Thou wouldst render Thy children what is best.