All Depends on Our Possessing

All de­pends on our pos­sess­ing

God’s abun­dant grace and bless­ing

Tho’ all earth­ly wealth de­part.

He who trusts with faith un­shak­en

In his God is not for­sak­en

And e’er keeps a daunt­less heart.

He who hi­ther­to hath fed me

And to ma­ny joys hath led me

Is and ev­er shall be mine.

He who did so gent­ly school me

He who still doth guide and rule me

Will remain my help di­vine.

Many spend their lives in fret­ting

Over tri­fles and in ge­tting

Things that have no so­lid ground.

I shall strive to win a trea­sure

That will bring me last­ing plea­sure

And that now is sel­dom found.

When with sor­row I am strick­en

Hope my heart anew will quick­en

All my long­ing shall be stilled.

To His lov­ing­kind­ness ten­der

Soul and body I sur­ren­der;

For on Him alone I build.

Well He knows what best to grant me;

All the long­ing hopes that haunt me

Joy and sor­row have their day.

I shall doubt His wis­dom nev­er—

As God wills

so be it ev­er—

I to Him co­mmit my way.

If on earth my days He length­en

He my wea­ry soul will strength­en;

All my trust in Him I place.

Earthly wealth is not abid­ing

Like a stream away is glid­ing;

Safe I an­chor in His grace.