Mit saelden müeze ich hiute ûf steh In safety may I rise to-day; Lord God, defend Thou all my way, Where'er I go or ride throughout the land. O Christ, now suffer me to prove The mighty power of Thy dear love, And for Thy mother's sake guard me on every hand: As holy angels from on high Once guarded Thee when Thou didst lie, Thou ancient God, a babe of days, Before the ox and ass so meek and still; When Joseph ever good and true To Thee and them gave tendance due, With faithful care that still hath praise: So care Thou, Lord, for me, in me fulfil Thine own commands, and keep me in Thy ways. |