Make of me, Lord, a better builder now,
And as I build my temple show me how
To place each brick or stone as it should be
To make it flawless, and to make it free
From all defects in workmanship. And, Lord,
Show me Thy plans, so that I may accord.
Help me to make my structure very strong;
Yes, perfect too, showing no trace of wrong
Designing! Let each rod or beam be true;
Let it stand fast, immovable as You
Are, Lord, as firm on its foundation laid,
That I may dwell secure, and unafraid.
And when my roof is built, let it be one
To shield me from the heat of too much sun,
And from the chill of too much rain or snow;
One through which winds of winter cannot blow.
Yes, let it offer shelter of the best,
Where I may spend my days in peace and rest.
