In Thee, O Spirit, True and Tender

In Thee

O Spir­it

true and ten­der

I find my life as God’s own child;

Within Thy light of glo­ri­ous splen­dor

I lose the earth-clouds drear and wild.

Within Thy love is safe ab­id­ing

From ev­ery thought that giv­eth fear;

Within Thy truth a per­fect chid­ing

Should I for­get that Thou art near.

In Thee I have no pain or sor­row

No anx­ious thought

no load of care.

Thou art the same to­day

to­mor­row;

Thy love and truth are ev­ery­where.