1 O Lord, I will delight in thee
And on thy care depend,
To thee in every trouble flee,
My best, my only friend.

2 When all created streams are dried,
Thy fulness is the same;
May I with this be satisfied
And glory in thy name.

3 No good in creatures can be found
But may be found in thee;
I must have all things and abound
While God is God to me.

4 O Lord, I cast my care on thee,
I triumph and adore;
Henceforth my great concern shall be
To love and please thee more.