Thy constant care did safely guard

1 Thy constant Care did safely guard
My tender infant Days:
Thou took'st me from my Mother's Womb,
To sing thy constant Praise.

2 Thou, Lord, hast taught me, from my Youth,
To praise thy glorious Name:
And, ever since, thy wondrous Works
Have been my constant Theme.

3 Then now, forsake me not, when I
Am grey and feeble grown;
That, by thy Strength upheld, I may
Thy Grace and Pow'r make known.

4 To Life's Extreme, my stedfast Hope
Shall on thy Pow'r depend;
And I, in grateful Songs of Praise,
My Time to come will spend.

Source: Psalms and Hymns, selected for the use of the Parish-Church of Boston #21