O Thou unknown, Almighty cause

Of all my hope and fear!

In whose dread presence in an hour

Perhaps I must appear!

If I have wandered in those paths

Of life I ought to shun,

As something loudly in my breast

Remonstrates I have done,

Thou knew’st that thou hast framed me

With passions wild and strong,

And listening to their winning voice

Has often led me wrong.

Where human weakness has run short,

Or frailty stept aside,

Do thou, All Good, for such thou art,

The shades of darkness hide.

Where with intention I have err’d,

No other plea I have

But thou art good, and goodness still

Delighteth to forgive.