Sitting at the kitchen table.
Let me have some fish for tea,
With some bread and butter.

Let the wife knit by the fire.
Let the bills be paid with something left,
For tomorrow’s tea.

Let the kids be out to play,
Let the clouds be blown away.
Let the clock not tick too loudly.

Let my prayers be heard by God.
Let him grant my deepest wishes,
Let my life be completed.

Let me have my cake and eat it,
Let me have the peace that makes it,
Beyond my understanding,

Oh let me abide with Thee.