1 A fulness resides
In Jesus our head,
And ever abides
To answer our need;
The Father's good pleasure
Has laid up in store,
A plentiful treasure
To give to the poor.

2 Whate'er be our wants,
We need not to fear;
Our num'rous complaints
His mercy will hear:
His fulness shall yield us
Abundant supplies;
His power shall shield us
When dangers arise.

3 The fountain o'erflows
Our woes to redress,
Still more he bestows,
And grace upon grace:
His gifts in abundance
We daily receive;
He has a redundance
For all that believe.

4 Whatever distress
Awaits us below,
Such plentiful grace
Will Jesus bestow,
As still shall support us,
And silence our fear;
For nothing can hurt us
While Jesus is near.

5 When troubles attend,
Our danger or strife,
His love will defend
And guard us thro' life;
And when we are fainting,
And ready to die,
Whatever is wanting,
His hand will supply.