For sins through Thy dear blood forgiven,
The comforts of Thy precious Word,
And hopes of endless bliss in Heaven;
Bought by Thy suffering and Thy shame,—
For these, O Lord, I bless Thy name!
Lord! should it be Thy sovereign will
To blast my earthly happiness,
Yet give me grace to praise Thee still,
With trembling lips Thy wisdom bless;
Crushed or exalted—still the same,