133 (Index of Tunes, LXIII.)
133.
Tune.--"Deal with me, God, in mercy now."
Mein Gott bei dir ist alle Fülle
Anon.
My God, in Thee all fulness lies, All want in me, from Thee apart; In Thee my soul hath endless joys, In me is but an aching heart; Poor as the poorest here I pine, In Thee a heav'nly kingdom's mine. | Thou seest whatsoe'er I need, Thou seest it, and pitiest me; Thy swift compassions hither speed, Ere yet my woes are told to Thee; Thou hearest, Father, ere we cry, Shall I not still before Thee lie? | I leave to Thee whate'er is mine, And in Thy will I calmly rest; I know that richest gifts are Thine, Thou canst and Thou wilt make me blest, For Thou hath promised, and our Lord Will never break His promised word. | Thou lov'st me, Father, with the love Wherewith Thou lovedst Christ Thy Son, And so a brightness from above Still glads me though my tears may run, For in Thy love I find and know What all the world could ne'er bestow. | Then I can let the world go by, And yet be still and rest in Thee, I sit, I walk, I stand, I lie, Thou ever watchest over me, And when the yoke is pressing sore I think, my God lives evermore! | |