Oh God, in Thee I joy!
For “whom have I in heaven but Thee,”
I would desire none else but Thee,
It is Thyself I long to see,
“God, my exceeding joy.”
Oh God, in Thee I joy;
What though my path be dark and drear,
It matters naught when Thou art near,
Thy presence calms each doubt and fear,
“ God my exceeding joy.”
Oh God, in Thee I joy;
And bright before me shines the dawn
Of one triumphant, glorious morn,
When sin and woe will all be gone,
“ God, my exceeding joy.”
My God, in Thee I joy,
And up above this world’s rude din
I would press forward Christ to win,
And find my only portion in
“ God, my exceeding joy.”
My God, in Thee I joy;
Under Thy wings may I abide,
And in Thy shadow may I hide
Until, like Thee, I’m “satisfied,”
“God, my exceeding joy.”
God, in Thee I joy,
And Thou lost take me by the hand
To lead me to the Heavenly strand,
Where all my hopes on Thee will land,
“God, my exceeding joy.”
C. A. W.