In life and in death my soul defend,
In joy and sorrow, in good and ill,
Be Thou my hope and protector still.
My joy, Thy glory; my hope, Thy Name;
Amiable Jesus, my heart inflame;
In virtue’s ways all my steps direct,
Powerful Jesus, my soul protect.
To Thee I fly as to sure repose,
Conquering Jesus, subdue my foes;
When in affliction and grief I bend,
Comfortless Jesus, be Thou my Friend.
Let not Thy torments and sighs be vain,
Suffering Jesus, my hope sustain;
Thou, too, didst weep in Thy mortal years,
Sorrowing Jesus, accept my tears.
Grant I may walk in Thy footsteps bright;
Glorious Jesus, be Thou my light;
Grant I may never desert Thy side;
Crucified Jesus, be Thou my side.
When my race is run, and I reach the goal,
Merciful Jesus, accept my soul
Freed from this valley of tears and woe,
Bountiful Jesus, my crown bestow.
Thus guarded in life and in death may I be,
And Jesus be ever a Jesus to me.