Old Language, Still New

Via Origins Church, NYC:

Be Thou my vision, O Lord of my heart;
Naught be all else to me, save that Thou art.
Thou my best thought, by day or by night,
Waking or sleeping, Thy presence my light.
Be Thou my Wisdom, Thou my true Word
I ever with Thee, Thou with me, Lord
Thou my great Father, I thy true son
Thou in me dwelling, and I with Thee one
Dwell in me
Dwell so richly in me
Be Thou my battle-shield, sword for my fight,
Be Thou my dignity, Thou my delight.
Thou my soul's shelter, Thou my high tower.
Raise Thou me heavenward, O Power of my power
Riches I heed not, nor man's empty praise
Thou mine inheritance now and always
Thou and Thou only, first in my heart
High King of heaven, my Treasure Thou art.
Dwell in me
Dwell so richly in me