O Jesus, I have promised To serve thee to the end; Be thou for ever near me, My Master and my Friend: I shall not fear the battle If thou art by my side, Nor wander from the pathway If thou wilt be my guide. O let me feel thee near me: The world is ever near; I see the sights that dazzle, The tempting sounds I hear; My foes are ever near me, Around me and within; But, Jesus, draw thou nearer, And shield my soul from sin. O let me hear thee speaking In accents clear and still, Above the storms of passion, The murmurs of self-will; O speak to reassure me, To hasten or control; O speak, and make me listen, Thou guardian of my soul. O Jesus, thou hast promised To all who follow thee, That where thou art in glory There shall thy servant be; And, Jesus, I have promised To serve thee to the end: O give me grace to follow, My Master and my friend. O let me see thy foot-marks, And in them plant mine own; My hope to follow duly Is in thy strength alone: O guide me, call me, draw me, Uphold me to the end; And then in heaven receive me, My Saviour and my friend.