O God, How Good Thou Art

Verse 1

O God, how good Thou art to all the pure of heart, though life seems vain; burdened with anxious care, I groped in dark despair, till in Thy house of prayer all was made plain.

Verse 2

Ever, O Lord, with Thee, all shall be well with me, held by Thy hand; and Thou wilt guide my feet by Thy own counsel sweet, till I, for glory meet, in glory stand.

Verse 3

In earth or heav'n above who is there that I love compared with Thee? My heart may faint with fears, but God my strength appears, and will to endless years my portion be.

Verse 4

O it is good that I may still to God draw nigh, as oft before; the Lord Jehovah blest, my refuge and my rest, shall be in praise confessed for evermore.