Be Thou my Vision (song)
Since then, you have been raised with Christ, set your hearts on things above, where Christ is seated at the right hand of God. Set your minds on things above, not on earthly things. For you died, and your life is now hidden with Christ in God. When Christ, who is your life, appears, then you also will appear with him in glory... (Colossians 3:1-4)
|Be Thou My Vision|
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"Be Thou my Vision" is a well known hymn.
Be thou my vision O Lord of my heart
Be all else but naught to me save that thou art
Be thou my best thought in the day and the night
Both waking and sleeping, thy presence my light
Be thou my wisdom, be thou my true word
Be thou ever with me and I with thee Lord
Be thou my great father and I thy true son
Be thou in me dwelling and I with thee one
Be thou my breastplate, my sword for the fight
Be thou my whole armour, be thou my true might
Be thou my sole shelter, be thou my strong tower
O raise thou my upward great power of my power
Riches I need not, nor man's empty praise
Be thou mine inheritance now and always
Be thou and thou only the first in my heart
O sovereign of heaven my treasure thou art
High king of heaven, my victory won
May I reach heaven's joy, O bright heaven's sun
Great heart of my own heart, whatever befall
Still be thou my vision, O ruler of all
Lord, be my vision, supreme in my heart,
Bid every rival give way and depart:
You my best thought by day or by night,
Waking or sleeping, your presence my light.
Lord, be my wisdom and be my true word,
I ever with you and you with me, Lord:
You my great father and I your true son,
You in me living, and I with you one.
Lord, be my breastplate, my sword for the fight:
Be my strong armour, for you are my might;
You are my shelter and you my high tower -
Raise me to heaven, O power of my power.
I need no riches, nor man's empty praise:
You’re my inheritance through all my days;
All of your treasure to me you impart,
High king of heaven, the first in my heart.
High king of heaven, when battle is done,
Grant heaven's joy to me, bright heaven's sun;
Christ of my own heart, whatever befall,
Still be my vision O ruler of all.