1 God my supporter and my hope, My help for ever near, Thine arm of mercy held me up When sinking in despair.
2 Thy counsels, Lord, shall guide my feet Thro' this dark wilderness; Thine hand conduct me near thy seat To dwell before thy face.
3 Were I in heaven without my God, 'Twould be no joy to me; And whilst this earth is my abode, I long for none but thee.
4 What if the springs of life were broke, And flesh and heart should faint! God is my soul's eternal rock, The strength of every saint.
5 Behold the sinners that remove Far from thy presence die; Not all the idol gods they love Can save them when they cry.
6 But to draw near to thee, my God, Shall be my sweet employ; My tongue shall sound thy works abroad, And tell the world my joy.