Kind angel guardian, thanks to you
For your so watchful care of me;
Oh, lead me still in ways of truth,
Dear guide of childhood and of youth.

King Angel Guardian, let my tears
Implore you to your meek control,
Oh keep me safe in wisdom's way,
And bring me back if I should stray.

When angry passions fill my soul,
Subdue them to your meek control,
Through good and ill, oh, ever be
A guide, a guard, a friend to me.

And when death's hand shall seal my eyes,
Oh, bear my spirit to the skies,
And teach me there my voice to raise
In hymns of never-ending praise,