My life is now and ever lived for you;

I thrive or perish by your gentle reign—

Both beacon bright and faithful vessel true

To bear me forth through every joy and pain.

My purposed being lives but for your praise;

In this wide world you are my golden sun

Where I am glad to number out my days—

For when you sail, I know my berth is done.

I have no fear, for I have known your grace;

You touched my soul and gave my life its form,

In silent moments when I scan your  face,

There in that reading, hope and joy are born.

No greater rapture could this world yet give—

For you are life—and in your love I live.