Hymn XXXVI. Long Metre. The better Part

Beset with snares and fill'd with dread, In life's uncertain path we tread; Saviour divine, diffuse thy light, To guide our doubtful footsteps right.

Engage our roving treach'rous heart, To choose the wise, the better part; To scorn the trifles of a day, For joys that never fade away.

Then let the fiercest storms arise, Let tempests mingle earth and skies; No fatal shipwreck shall we fear, But all our treasure with us bear.

If then our Saviour still be nigh, Cheerful we live and joyful die; Secure when mortal comforts flee, To find a thousand worlds in thee.