1 Help me to praise thy name
While I am young;
Let me thy truth proclaim
With my infant tongue:
Angels from the skies
Will look down with gladsome eyes,
When thy praises rise,
By infants sung.
2 Keep us in peace and joy
Through childhood's days;
Help each little girl and boy
To walk in thy ways;
So shall we be free
From the thorns of misery;
Heaven our home shall be,
Thine all the praise.