1 FORTH in Thy name, O Lord, I go, My daily labour to pursue, Thee, only Thee resolved to know In all I think, or speak, or do. 2 The task Thy wisdom hath assign’d O let me cheerfully fulfil, In all my works Thy presence find, And prove Thine acceptable will. 3 Preserve me from my calling’s snare, And hide my simple heart above, Above the thorns of choking care, The gilded baits of worldly love. 4 Thee may I set at my right hand, Whose eyes mine inmost substance