He will every change endure;
Not in vain He gives His promise,
Though our world remains impure.
But our need He won’t forsake.
Though we spurn Him, still He loves us;
Worldly friends our hearts would break.
All that we to Him would trust.
To the uttermost He loves us,
Ever loving us He must.
Grieve His heart, His love forget,
Quickly bow unto some idol,
Strangely never feel regret.
Powerless to meet our need;
He to whom we’ve been ungrateful
Is a changeless friend indeed.
Brings us closer to His heart;
He consoles through changing seasons,
And His love will ne’er depart.
For Your love we shout Your praise;
Our hearts melt with grateful worship,
We give thanks through endless days.