O Lord, how full of sweet content

Verse 1

O Lord, how full of sweet content Our years of pilgrimage are spent! Where'er we dwell, we dwell with Thee, In heaven, in earth, or on the sea.

Verse 2

To us remains nor place nor time; Our country is in every clime! We 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 our God to guide our way, 'Tis equal joy to go or stay.

Verse 4

Could we be cast where Thou art not, That were indeed a dreadful lot; But regions none remote we call, Secure of finding God in all.

Verse 5

Amen.