Words: , 1869.

Music: Alet­ta, , Ju­bi­lee (New York: 1858).

When this song of praise shall cease,
Let Thy children, Lord, depart
With the blessing of Thy peace,
And Thy love in every heart.

O where’er our path may lie,
Father, let us not forget
That we walk beneath Thine eye,
That Thy care upholds us yet.

Blind are we, and weak, and frail;
Be Thine aid forever near;
May the fear to sin prevail
Over every other fear.