O thou my light, my life, my joy,

My glory and my all!

Unsent by thee, no good can come,

Nor evil can befall.

2 Such are thy schemes of providence,

And methods of thy grace,

That I may safely trust in thee

Through all this wilderness.

3 ’Tis thine outstretched and powerful arm

Upholds me in the way;

And thy rich bounty well supplies

The wants of every day,

4 For such compassion, O my God!

Ten thousand thanks are due;

For such compassion I esteem

Ten thousand thanks too few.