1 O teach Thou us to count our days,
And set our hearts on wisdom's ways;
Turn, Lord, to us in our distress
In pity now Thy servants bless;
Let mercy's dawn dispel our night,
And all our day with joy be bright.
2 O send the day of joy and light,
For long has been our sorrow's night;
Afflicted through the weary years,
We wait until Thy help appears;
With us and with our sons abide,
In us let God be glorified.
3 So let there be on us bestowed
The beauty of the Lord our God;
The work accomplished by our hand
Establish Thou, and make it stand;
Yea, let our hopeful labor be
Established evermore by thee.