LYRICS
| Meter: | 10 11 11 12
| | Writer(s): | Irish Poem
| | Transl/Adapt: | Mary Elizabeth Byrne & Eleanor Henrietta Hull
| | Dates: | c.750
| | Bible Refs: | Num 12:6
| Anglican Hymn Book 1965
| 1965
| 571
| Australian Hymn Book/With One Voice
| 1977
| 455
| Baptist Hymn Book
| 1962
| 462
| Church Hymnal (Church of Ireland) 1919
| 1919
| 351
| Church Hymnal (Church of Ireland) 1960
| 1960
| 322
| Church Hymnal (Church of Ireland) 2000
| 2000
| 643
| Common Praise (Anglican C. of Canada)
| 1998
| 505
| Common Praise: Hymns Ancient & Modern
| 2000
| 386
| Complete Mission Praise
| 2000
| 51
| Hymns Ancient & Modern, New Standard
| 1983
| 343
| Hymns and Psalms with SA Sup.
| 1983
| 378
| Hymns Old & New, Complete Anglican Editi
| 2000
| 70
| Hymns Old & New, New Anglican Edition
| 1996
| 56
| New English Hymnal
| 1985
| 339
| The Book of Common Praise - Revised
| 1938
| 568
| The Hymn Book of Angl & Unit Ch Canada
| 1971
| 253
| The Hymnal 1982
| 1982
| 488
| Together in Song: The Australian HB II
| 1999
| 547
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MUSIC
Evangelical Lutheran Hymnary
| 59
| No key
| Hymns and Psalms with SA Sup.
| 552
| Db
| Baptist Hymn Book
| 631
| E
| Baptist Hymn Book
| 462
| Eb
| Hymns and Psalms with SA Sup.
| 378
| Eb
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| 1. Be Thou my vision, O Lord of my heart,
Be all else but naught to me, save that Thou art;
Be Thou my best thought in the day and the night,
Both waking and sleeping, Thy presence my light.
2. Be Thou my wisdom, be Thou my true word;
Be Thou ever with me, and I with Thee, Lord;
Be Thou my great Father, and I Thy true son;
Be Thou in me dwelling, and I with Thee one.
3. Be Thou my breastplate, my sword for the fight;
Be Thou my whole armour, be Thou my true might;
Be Thou my soul's shelter, be Thou my strong tower,
O raise Thou me heavenward, great power of my power.
4. Riches I heed not, nor man's empty praise,
Be Thou mine inheritance now and always;
Be Thou and Thou only the first in my heart;
O sovereign of heaven, my treasure Thou art.
5. High King of heaven, Thou heaven's bright sun,
O grant me its joys, after victory is won;
Great heart of my own heart, whatever befall,
Still be Thou my vision, O ruler of all.
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