God is faithful! God is love!
Seated on his throne above,
Still he looks on men below,
Makes them his, and keeps them so.
When in dang’rous paths I roam,
Angel voices call me home;
Penitent and weeping sore,
Then I wonder and adore!
God is faithful! God is just!
Therefore let me ever trust;
Each event will work my good,
Though not always understood.
If he should my comforts slay,
Darken, roughen all my way,
I deserve it all, and more—
Therefore still would I adore.
God is faithful! God is wise!
When he sees me idolize
Dying creatures of a day,
Soon he takes them all away.
Then I bow, and kiss the rod,
Better love and serve my God,
Taste of joys unknown before,
Wonder still, and still adore!