1 To Thee, O dear, dear Saviour!
My spirit turns for rest,
My peace is in Thy favor,
My pillow on Thy breast;
Tho' all the world deceive me,
I know that I am Thine,
And Thou wilt never leave me,
O blessed Saviour mine.
2 In Thee my trust abideth,
On Thee my hope relies,
O Thou whose love provideth
For all beneath the skies;
It was Thy mercy found me,
From bondage set me free,
And then for ever bound me
With threefold cords to Thee.
3 My grief is in the dullness
With which this sluggish heart
Doth open to the fullness
Of all Thou wouldst impart;
My hope is in Thy beauty
Of holiness divine,
My joy is in the duty
That binds my life in Thine. Amen