William Cowper (1731–1800)

        To keep the lamp alive

        With oil we fill the bowl;

’Tis water makes the willow thrive,

        And grace that feeds the soul.

        The Lord’s unsparing hand

        Supplies the living stream;

It is not at our own command,

        But still deriv’d from him.

        Beware of Peter’s word,

        Nor confidently say,

„I never will deny thee, Lord,”

        But grant I never may.

        Man’s wisdom is to seek

        His strength in God alone;

And e’en an angel would be weak,

        Who trusted in his own.

        Retreat beneath his wings,

        And in his grace confide;

This more exalts the King of kings

        Than all your works beside.

        In Jesus is our store,

        Grace issues from his throne;

Whoever says, „I want no more,”

        Confesses he has none.