In Thee is glad­ness, amid all sad­ness,
Jesus, sun­shine of my heart.
By Thee are giv­en the gifts of Hea­ven,
Thou the true Re­deem­er art.
Our souls Thou mak­est, our bonds Thou break­est;
Who trusts Thee sure­ly hath built se­cure­ly,
And stands for­ev­er. Al­le­lu­ia!

If God be ours, we fear no pow­ers,
Not of earth or sin or death.
God sees and bless­es in worst dis­tresses,
And can change them in a breath.
Wherefore the sto­ry tell of God’s glo­ry
With heart and voic­es; all Hea­ven re­joic­es,
Singing for­ev­er: Al­le­lu­ia!