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 derived from him.

Man’s wisdom is to seek

His strength in God alone;

And even 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.