He is everything to us;
O how blest upon His name to call,
How divine, how glorious!
Full of glory, full of glory;
It is joy unspeakable and full of glory,
And the half has never yet been told!
Who within our spirit dwells;
How available, how near He is,
And His sweetness all excels.
Pray His Word and call His name!
This—the eating, drinking—has sufficed
And its worth we now proclaim.
We are home and home indeed!
Nevermore in Babylon we roam;
In the church is all we need.
Is the greatest joy on earth;
’Tis by this our spirit never faints
And our lives are filled with worth.