I Sing The Love Of God, My Father.
Whose Spirit Abides Within;
Who Changes All My Grief To
Gladness.
And Pardons Me All My Sin.
Though Clouds May Lower, Dark
And Dreary.
Yet He Has Promised To Be Near;
He Gives Me Sunshine For My Shadow,
And “Beauty For Ashes.” Here.

He Gives Me Joy.. .In Place Of Sorrow
He Gives Me Love.., That Casts Out Fear;
He Gives Me Sunshine For My Shadow,
And “Beauty For Ashes,” Here.

I Sing The Jove Of Christ, My
Saviour.
Who Suffered Upon The Tree;
That, In The Secret Of His Presence,
My Bondage Might Freedom Be,
He Comes “To Bind The Brokenhearted;”
He Comes The Fainting Soul To Cheer;
He Gives Me “Oil Of Joy” For
Mourning,
And “Beauty For Ashes,” Here.

I Sing The Beauty Of The Gospel
That Scatters Not Thorns But
Flowers;
That Bids Me Scatter Smiles And
Sunbeams