1 God of my life, to thee belong
The grateful heart, the joyful song;
Touched by thy love, each tuneful chord
Resounds the goodness of the Lord.
2 Yet why, dear Lord, this tender care?
Why doth thy hand so kindly rear
A useless cumberer of the ground,
On which so little fruit is found?
3 Still let the barren fig-tree stand,
Upheld and fostered by thy hand;
Its fruit and vendure yet shall be
A grateful tribute, Lord, to thee.
Source: The Seventh-Day Adventist Hymn and Tune Book: for use in divine worship #66