1. I will not stop seeking your father's approval
Though time brings despair or wounds

2. My tents were struck in its protection, while
My lambs and cattle graze by it at ease

3. Until I look upon his face through my own
With care that heals hearts and sets them free

4. Can I rightly journey from his abode in vain
While pulpits echo with your name aloud

5. I dwell in its protection as you see best
What pleases him, your wisdom outweighs mine

6. In it the sword of zeal is unsheathed
In it the flints of vigilance are struck

7. And He who began this grace may restore it
And He who closed the paths may open them