My God, the covenant of Thy love
Abides for ever sure,
And in its matchless grace I feel
My happiness secure.
What though my house be not with Thee
As nature could desire?
To nobler joys, than nature gives,
Thy servants all aspire.
Since Thou, the everlasting God,
My Father art become;
Jesus, my guardian, and my friend,
And Heav’n my final home.
I welcome all Thy sovereign will,
For all that will is love:
And, when I know not what Thou dost,
I wait the light above.
Thy covenant in the darkest gloom
Shall heav’nly rays impart,
Which, when my eyelids close in death,
Shall warm my chilling heart.