For sickness, sadness, pain and loss,
For fellowship with Jesus’ Cross
That turns this world’s gold into dross-
For this we thank Thee!

For loving faithfulness and grace
That cast us down upon our face,
And make the flesh take its own place-
For this we thank Thee!

In all our joy and all our grief,
For chastening sore, or sweet relief,
For lengthened days, or waiting brief-
For all we thank Thee!

And when our time on earth is o’er,
When in thy presence we adore,
O then, for all that’s gone before,
We e’er shall thank Thee!

Best gift of all Thou hast bestowed,
the precious, priceless blood that flowed
When Jesus bore our sins’ great load-
For this we thank Thee!

And then that wondrous love of thine
Which made us heir of wealth divine,
And us to Thee as sons did join-
For this we thank Thee!

For sweetest fellowship on earth
With other sons of heavenly birth,
In greater joy than this world’s mirth-
For this we thank Thee!

For patient grace that guides our way,
While pilgrims in this world we stay,
In fire by night, in cloud by day-
For this we thank Thee!

For many mansions in thy home,
Where we one day with Christ shall come,
And never, never from Thee roam-
For this we thank Thee!

Who Thy love, O God, can measure-
Love that crushed for us its Treasure,
Him in whom was all Thy pleasure,
Christ, Thy Son of love?

Couldst Thou bruise Him, there forsaken
On the cross His love had taken,
‘Gainst Thy Son Thy sword awaken,
‘Gainst Thy Son of love?

Couldst Thou crush Him, Man of Sorrow,
Pierce His soul with wrath’s fierce arrow,
Melt that heart, rend joints and marrow-
Doom Thy Son of love?

Cross that outraged Love Paternal!
Cross of agonies supernal!
Cross of grief of the Eternal!
Cross of boundless love!

Sing of Jesus! sing for ever
Of the love that changes never!
Who or what from Him can sever
Those He makes His own?

With His blood the Lord hath bought them;
When they knew Him not, He sought them;
He from all their wanderings brought them:
His the praise alone!

Through the desert Jesus leads them,
With the bread of heaven He feeds them,
And through all the way He speeds them
To their home above!

Praise the Saviour, ye who know Him!
Who can tell how much we owe Him?
Gladly let us render to Him
All we have and are.

Jesus is the name that charms us;
He for conflict fits and arms us;
Nothing moves and nothing harms us
While we trust in Him.

Trust in Him, ye saints, forever;
He is faithful, changing never;
Neither force nor guile can sever
Those He loves from Him.

Keep us, Lord, O keep us cleaving
To Thyself and still believing,
Till the hour of our receiving
Promised joys with Thee.

Then we shall be where we would be,
Then we shall be what we should be;
Things that are not now, nor could be,
Soon shall be our own.