Father, we commend our spirits
To Thy love, in Jesus' name,
Love which His atoning merits
Give us confidence to claim.
Oh how sweet, how real a pleasure
Flows from love so full and free!
'Tis a vast, exhaustless treasure,
Saviour, we possess in Thee!
From the world and its confusion,
Here we turn and find our rest,
From its care and its delusion,
Turn to Thee, in whom we're blest.
By the Holy Ghost anointed,
May we do the Father's will,
Walk the path by Him appointed,
All His pleasure to fulfill.