To Thee, O Jesus, thanks are due:
A mother dear, a father true,
Thou unto me hast given.
I learned from them the Word of life
That saves the soul from sin and strife
And shows the way to heaven.

Let lovingkindness be their meed
And let Thy had supply their need
And fill their hearts with gladness.
Be Thou their comfort, strength, and stay
When their declining years dismay
And bring them pain and sadness.

In Thy pavilion hide them, Lord,
And unto them Thy grace accord,
With joy and peace surround them.
Until from me Thou callest them
Up to the new Jerusalem,
With glorious life to crown them.