Teach me, Lord, the perfect way

Teach me, Lord, the perfect way.
Me, who on Thy love depend;
Then I in Thy laws shall stay,
I shall keep them to the end.
Wisdom from above impart;
Taught according to Thy will,
I shall then, with all my heart,
All Thy kind commands fulfil.

Cause me m Thy paths to go, —
All my comfort and delight;
All my hapiiness below
Is — with Thee to walk aright.
Set my heart on things above;
Heavenward let it still aspire,
Far from every creature-love,
Far from every low desire.

Turn away my roving eyes
From beholding vanity;
Let me in Thine image rise,
Find my hidden life in Thee.
O fulfil the hallowing word,
Perfected in filial fear;
Make the servant as his Lord,
Holy, pure, and spotless here.

Turn away my dire disgrace.
Turn' away the dreaded ill;
True and righteous are Thy ways,
Full of love unsearchable.
I have long'd Thy ways to know;
Quicken this dead soul of mine.
Wholly sanctified below,
Fill'd with all the life Divine.