Who holds me with His mighty arm,
And keeps me day by day from harm?
Who guards me while I sleep at night,
And bids me wake, with heart so light?
Who gives me health, and clothes and food,
And lets me want for nothing good?
‘Tis God, the God who dwells above,
That does it all—for “God is Love.”
Who gave the blessed Book to me,
To tell me what I ought to be?
Who calls a little sinful child
In words so sweet and voice so mild?
Who bids me come to Christ and live,
And He will all my sins forgive?
‘Tis God, the God who dwells above,
That speaks it all—for “God is Love.”
ML 04/28/1940