1 Lord Jesus, let these eyes of mine reflect your beauty and your grace; so joyful and so tender shine that other eyes shall seek your face. 2 Lord, use my ears, for I rejoice to hear the word of life with awe I listen for the whispering voice that calls beyond the thunder's roar. 3 And holy Jesus, set my mind to search for truth and know your way; to think upon the good I find, to spurn the night and love the day: 4 And may my hands, which learned their skill at your direction, by your love, now deftly moving at your will console, encourage and improve. 5 So to your throne, O Christ, again my sense of sight and sound I bring; and in my mind I let you reign, and with my hands serve you, my king: 6 Speak through this voice that you have given, your love and mercy to proclaim, until we join the choirs of heaven and sing the glory of your name!