Lord, let me live, that more and more
 Your wonder world I may adore;
With every dawn to grow and grow
 Alive to graciousness aglow;
And every eve in beauty see
 Reason for rhapsody.
 
Lord, let me bide, that I may prove
 The buoyant brightness of my love
For sapphire sea and lyric sky
 And buttercup and butterfly;
And glory in the golden thought
 Of rapture You have wrought.

Lord, let me linger, just for this,--
 To win to utterness of bliss;
To see in every dawn design
 Proof of Your Providence divine;
With night to find ablaze above,
 Assurance of Your love.

Lord, for Your praise my days prolong,
 That I may sing in sunny sort,
And prove with my exultant song
 The longest life is all to short:
Aye, even in a bead of dew
 To shrine in beauty--YOU.