In trouble and in joy,
The praises of my God shall still
My heart and tongue employ.
With me exalt His name;
When in distress to Him I called,
He to my rescue came.
The dwellings of the just;
Deliverance He affords to all
Who on His succor trust.
Experience will decide
How blest they are, and only they,
Who in His truth confide.
Have nothing else to fear;
Make you His service your delight,
Your wants shall be His care.