1. I sing, O Lord, with lips and heart,
   Joy of my soul, to Thee;
   To earth Thy knowledge I impart
   As it is known to me.

2. Thou art the Fount of grace, I know,
   And Spring so full and free
   Whence saving health and goodness flow
   Each day so bounteously.

3. For what have all that live and move
   Through this wide world below
   That does not from Thy bounteous love,
   O heav’nly Father, flow?

4. Who built the lofty firmament?
   Who spread th’ expanse of blue?
   By whom are to our pastures sent
   Refreshing rain and dew?

5. Who warmeth us in cold and rain?
   Who shields us from the wind?
   Who orders it that fruit and grain
   We in their seasons find?

6. Who is it life and health bestows?
   Who keeps us with His hand
   In golden peace, wards off war’s woes
   From our dear native land?

7. O Lord, of this and all our store
   Thou art the Author blest;
   Thou keepest watch before our door
   While we securely rest.

8. Thou feedest us from year to year
   And constant dost abide;
   With ready help in time of fear
   Thou standest at our side.

9. With patience dost Thou ever chide,
   And chast’nest sparingly;
   Thou castest all our sins aside,
   And drown’st them in the sea.

10. When silent woe our bosom rends,
    Thy pity sees our grief,
    And gives what to our glory tends
    No less than our relief.

11. Thou knowest when a Christian weeps,
    And why his tear-drops fall;
    And in the book Thy mercy keeps
    These things are noted all.

12. Our deepest need dost Thou supply
    And all that lasts for aye;
    Thou leadest to our home on high
    When hence we pass away.

13. Rejoice, my heart, be glad and sing,
    A cheerful trust maintain!
    For God, the source of ev’rything,
    Thy portion will remain.

14. He is thy Treasure, He thy Joy,
    Thy Life, and Light, and Lord,
    Thy Counselor when doubts annoy,
    Thy Shield and great Reward.

15. In restless thought or blank despair,
    Why spend each day and night?
    On Him who made thee cast thy care;
    He makes our burdens light.

16. Did not His love, and truth, and pow’r
    Watch o’er thy childhood’s day?
    Has He not oft in threat’ning hour
    Turned dreaded ills away?

17. His wisdom never plans in vain,
    Ne’er falters or mistakes;
    All that His counsels did ordain
    A happy ending makes.

18. Upon thy lips, then, lay thy hand,
    And trust His guiding love;
    Then firm as rock thy peace shall stand,
    Here and in heav’n above.

Ich singe dir mit Herz und Mund
Paul Gerhardt, 1653
Tr. John Kelly, 1867, alt.
Source: Sts. 1–8, 12, The Lutheran Hymnal, 1941, No. 569, alt.
Sts. 9–11, 13–18, Evangelical Lutheran Hymn-Book, 1930, No. 292