My Lord, how full of sweet content

Verse 1

My Lord, how full of sweet content; I pass my years of banishment! Where’er I dwell, I dwell with Thee, In heav’n, in earth, or on the sea; Where’er I dwell, I dwell with Thee, In heav’n, in earth, or on the sea.

Verse 2

To me remains nor place nor time; My country is in ev’ry clime: I can be calm and free from care On any shore, since God is there; I can be calm and free from care On any shore, since God is there.

Verse 3

While place we seek, or place we shun The soul finds happiness in none; But with a God to guide our way, ‘Tis equal joy, to go or stay; But with a God to guide our way, ‘Tis equal joy, to go or stay.