Fill Thou my life, O Lord my God,
In every part with praise,
That my whole being may proclaim
Thy being and Thy ways.
Not for the lip of praise alone,
Nor e'en the praising heart
I ask, but for a life made up
Of praise in every part!

Praise in the common words I speak,
Life's common looks and tones,
In fellowship in hearth and board
With my belovèd ones;
Not in the temple crowd alone
Where holy voices chime,
But in the silent paths of earth,
The quiet rooms of time.

Fill every part of me with praise;
Let all my being speak
Of Thee and of Thy love, O Lord,
Poor though I be, and weak.
So shalt Thou, Lord, from me, e'en me,
Receive the glory due;
And so shall I begin on earth
The song forever new.

So shall each fear, each fret, each care
Be turned into a song,
And every winding of the way
The echo shall prolong;
So shall no part of day or night
From sacredness be free;
But all my life, in every step
Be fellowship with Thee.



Alternative lyrics:
By: Church Hymnary (4th ed.)‎

Fill now our life, O Lord our God,
in every part with praise,
that our whole being may proclaim
your being and your ways.

Not for the lip of praise alone,
nor even the praising heart
we ask, but for a life made up
of praise in every part.

Praise in the common things of life,
its goings out and in,
praise in each duty and each deed,
though humble and unseen.

So, gracious Lord, you shall receive
from us the glory due,
and so we shall begin on earth
the song for ever new.

(More information at: hymnary.org)

Fill Thou my life, O Lord my God,
In every part with praise,
That my whole being may proclaim
Thy being and Thy ways.
Not for the lip of praise alone,
Nor e'en the praising heart
I ask, but for a life made up
Of praise in every part!

Praise in the common words I speak,
Life's common looks and tones,
In fellowship in hearth and board
With my belovèd ones;
Not in the temple crowd alone
Where holy voices chime,
But in the silent paths of earth,
The quiet rooms of time.

Fill every part of me with praise;
Let all my being speak
Of Thee and of Thy love, O Lord,
Poor though I be, and weak.
So shalt Thou, Lord, from me, e'en me,
Receive the glory due;
And so shall I begin on earth
The song forever new.

So shall each fear, each fret, each care
Be turned into a song,
And every winding of the way
The echo shall prolong;
So shall no part of day or night
From sacredness be free;
But all my life, in every step
Be fellowship with Thee.



Alternative lyrics:
By: Church Hymnary (4th ed.)‎

Fill now our life, O Lord our God,
in every part with praise,
that our whole being may proclaim
your being and your ways.

Not for the lip of praise alone,
nor even the praising heart
we ask, but for a life made up
of praise in every part.

Praise in the common things of life,
its goings out and in,
praise in each duty and each deed,
though humble and unseen.

So, gracious Lord, you shall receive
from us the glory due,
and so we shall begin on earth
the song for ever new.

(More information at: hymnary.org)