O Lord, How Full of Sweet Content

Verse 1

O Lord, how full of sweet content
Our years of pilgrimage are spent!
Where’er we dwell, we dwell with thee,
In heaven, in earth, or on the sea.

Verse 2

To us remains nor place nor time;
Our country is in every clime:
We can be calm and free from care
On any shore, since God is there.

Verse 3

While place we seek, or place we shun,
The soul finds happiness in none;
But with our God to guide our way,
’Tis equal joy to go or stay.

Verse 4

Could we be cast where thou art not,
That were indeed a dreadful lot;
But regions none remote we call,
Secure of finding God in all.