ll my hope on God is founded;
He doth still my trust renew.
Me through change and chance he guideth,
Only good and only true.
Calls my heart to be his own.
Pride of man and earthly glory,
Sword and crown betray his trust;
What with care and toil he buildeth,
Tower and temple, fall to dust,
But Godís power,
Hour by hour,
Is my temple and my tower.
Godís great goodness ay endureth,
Deep his wisdom, passing thought;
Splendour, light, and life attend him,
Beauty springeth out of nought.
From his store
New-born worlds rise and adore.
These two additional verses were added in 1899 in the
Jesus-isation of the original hymn
Daily doth the almighty giver
Bounteous gifts on us bestow;
His desire our soul delighteth,
Pleasure leads us where we go.
Love doth stand
At his hand;
Joy doth wait on his command.
Still from man to God eternal
Sacrifice of praise be done,
High above all praises praising
For the gift of Christ his Son,
Christ doth call
One and all:
Ye who follow shall not fall.