1 Full of wonder, full of art,
Full of wisdom, full of power,
Full of kindness, grace, and heart,
Full of comfort flowing o’er,
Full of wonder, still I say,
Is love’s chaste and gentle sway.

2 Those who’ve never met before,
Ne’er each other known nor seen,
Never in the idlest hour
Thus employed their thoughts have been,
Yet whose hearts and hands in love
Tieth God who lives above!

3 His child doth this Father guide,
That one traineth His each day,
Each their special wind and tide
Speed upon their separate way,
When the time appointed’s there,
Lo! they’re a well-mated pair!

4 Here grows up a prudent son,
And a noble daughter there;
One will be the other’s crown,
One the other’s rest from care
Each will be the other’s light,
But from both ’tis hidden quite,

5 Till it’s pleasing in His sight
Who the world holds in His power,
To all giveth what is right
Freely in th’appointed hour;
Then appears in word and deed
What hath been by Him decreed.

6 Then Ahasuerus’ eye
First doth quiet Esther see;
To where Sara peacefully
Dwells, Tobias leadeth He;
David then, with pliant will,
Fetcheth prudent Abigail.

7 Jacob flees from Esau’s face,
And he meeteth Rachel fair;
Joseph in a foreign place
Serves, and winneth Asnath there;
Moses did with Jethro stay,
And bore Zipporah away.

8 Each one taketh, each doth find
What the Lord doth choose for him;
What in Heaven is designed,
Comes to pass on earth in time.
And whatever happens thus
Ordered wisely is for us.

9 This or that might better be,
Oft this foolish thought is ours;
But as midnight utterly
Fails to be like noonday’s hours,
So the feeble mind of man
God’s great wisdom cannot scan.

10 Whom God joins together live,
What the best is knoweth He,
Our thoughts only can deceive,
His from all defects are free;
God’s work standeth firm for aye,
When all other must decay.

11 Look at pious children who
Entered have the holy state,
How well for them God doth do,
See what joys upon them wait;
To their doings God doth send
Evermore a happy end.

12 Of their virtues the renown
Blossometh for evermore,
As a shadow when is gone
Of all other love the flower;
When truth faileth everywhere,
Theirs still bloometh fresh and fair,

13 Fresh their love is evermore,
Ever doth its youth renew,
Love their table covers o’er,
Sweetens all they say and do.
Love their hearts aye giveth rest,
When they’re burdened and oppressed.

14 Though things oft go crookedly,
Even then this love is still,
Can the cross bear patiently,
Thinking ’tis the Father’s will.
From this thought doth comfort taste,
Better days will come at last.

15 Meanwhile streams of blessing gives
God with bounty rich and free,
Mind and body He relieves,
And the house too foundeth He;
What is small and men despise,
Makes He great and multiplies.

16 And when all is over here
That the Lord designs in love,
For His faithful children dear,
Taketh them to courts above,
And with great delight in grace
Folds them in His warm embrace.

17 Now ’tis ever full of heart,
Full of comfort flowing o’er,
Full of wonder, full of art,
Full of wisdom, full of power,
Full of wonder, still I say,
Is love’s chaste and gentle sway.