Yes, for me, for me he careth

With a brother’s tender care;

Yes, with me, with me he shareth

Every burden, every fear.

2 Yes, o’er me, o’er me he watcheth,

Ceaseless watcheth, night and day;

Yes, e’en me, e’en me he snatcheth

From the perils of the way.

3 Yes, for me he standeth pleading

At the mercy-seat above;

Ever for me interceding,

Constant in untiring love.

4 Yes, in me abroad he sheddeth

Joys unearthly, love and light;

And to cover me he spreadeth

His paternal wing of might.

5 Yes, in me, in me he dwelleth;

I in him, and he in me!

And my empty soul he filleth,

Here and through eternity.

6 Thus I wait for his returning,

Singing all the way to heaven:

Such the joyful song of morning

Such the tranquil song of even.