Give me the faith which can remove

and sink the mountain to a plain;

give me the childlike praying love,

which longs to build thy house again;

thy love, let it my heart o’erpower,

and all my simple soul devour. 

I would the precious time redeem,

and longer live for this alone,

to spend and to be spent for them

who have not yet my Savior known;

fully on these my mission prove,

and only breathe, to breathe thy love. 

My talents, gifts, and graces, Lord,

into thy blessed hands

receive;

and let me live to preach thy word,

and let me to thy glory live;

my every sacred moment spend

in publishing the sinner's Friend. 

Enlarge, inflame, and fill my heart

with boundless charity

divine,

so shall I all my strength exert,

and love them with a zeal like thine,

and lead them to thy open side,

the sheep for whom the Shepherd died.