First Sunday after Christmas

If Thy Presence go not with me.
Carry us not up from hence,
Never let our self-reliance
With Thy guidance. Lord, dispense.

If thy trust on Me dependeth,
Saith the Voice that comforts best,
Then My Presence shall go with thee.
And My Joy shall give thee rest.

Human skill and human foresight
Vainly lead our footsteps here.
If Thy Presence go not with us,
All is shadow, doubt, and fear.

If our ways by Thee be order'd.
And Thy Name by us confest,
Then Thy Presence shall go with us.
And Thy peace shall give us rest.

Here are hope and goodly promise.
Fear and fainting hearts are there;
If Thy Presence go not with us,
Doubtfulness is everywhere.

If in all the eye be single,
Clean the hands, and pure the breast.
Then Thy Presence shall go with us.
And Thy guidance give us rest