From God Shall Naught Divide Me

From God shall naught di­vide me

For He is true for aye

And on my path will guide me

Who else should oft­en stray.

His right hand hold­eth me;

For me He tru­ly car­eth

My bur­dens ev­er bear­eth

Wherever I may be.

When man’s help and af­fect­ion

Shall un­avail­ing prove

God grants me His pro­tect­ion

And shows His pow­er and love.

He helps in ev­ery need

From sin and shame re­deems me

From chains and bonds re­claims me

Yea

e’en from death I’m freed.

God shall be my re­li­ance

In sor­row’s dark­est night;

Its dread I bid de­fi­ance

When He is at my right.

I un­to Him com­mend

My bo­dy

soul

and spir­it—

They are His own by mer­it—

All’s well then at the end.

Oh

praise Him

for He nev­er

Forgets our dai­ly need;

Oh

blest the hour when­ev­er

To Him our thoughts can speed;

Yea

all the time we spend

Without Him is wast­ed

Till we His joy have tast­ed

The joy that hath no end.

Yea

when the world shall per­ish

With all its pride and pow­er

Whatever world­lings cher­ish

Shall van­ish in that hour.

But though in death they make

The deep­est grave our co­ver

When there our sleep is ov­er

Our God will us awake.

What though I here must suf­fer

Distress and tri­als sore

I mer­it ways still rough­er;

And yet there is in store

For me eter­nal bliss

Yea

plea­sures with­out mea­sure

Since Christ is now my trea­sure

And shall be ev­er­more.