1 I take Thy promise, Lord, in all its length,
And breadth and fulness, as my daily strength;
2 Days may be coming fraught with loss and change,
New scenes surround my life and fancies strange;
3 There may be days of darkness and distress,
When sin has power to tempt, and care to press,
4 Days there may be of joy and deep delight,
When earth seems fairest, and her skies most bright,
5 And all the other days that make my life,
Marked by no special joy or grief or strife,
6 Spend Thou these days with me, all shall be Thine,
So shall the darkest hour with glory shine.