558		LM
	HOW blest is life if lived for Thee,    My loving Saviour and my Lord: No pleasures that the world can give     Such perfect gladness can afford.
2	To know I am Thy ransomed child,     Bought by Thine own most precious blood, And from Thy loving hand to take     With grateful heart each gift of good.
3	All day to walk beneath Thy smile,     Watching Thine eye to guide me still, To rest at night beneath Thy care,     Guarded by Thee from every ill.
4	To feel that though I journey on     By stony paths and rugged ways, Thy blessèd feet have gone before,     And strength is given for weary days.
5	Such love shall ever make me glad,     Strong in Thy strength to work or rest, Until I see Thee face to face,     And in Thy light am fully blest.
	Prust’s Supplementary Hymnbook, 1869