1. From God shall naught divide me,
For He is true for aye
And on my path will guide me,
Who else should often stray.
His right hand holdeth me;
For me He truly careth,
My burdens ever beareth,
Wherever I may be.

2. When man’s help and affection
Shall unavailing prove,
God grants me His protection
And shows His power and love.
He helps in every need,
From sin and shame redeems me,
From chains and bonds reclaims me,
Yea, e’en from death I’m freed.

3. God shall be my Reliance
In sorrow’s darkest night;
Its dread I bid defiance
When He is at my right.
I unto Him commend
My body, soul, and spirit—
They are His own by merit—
All’s well then at the end.

4. Oh, praise Him, for He never
Forgets our daily need;
Oh, blest the hour whenever
To Him our thoughts can speed;
Yea, all the time we spend
Without Him is wasted,
Till we His joy have tasted,
The joy that hath no end.

5. Yea, when the world shall perish
With all its pride and power,
Whatever worldlings cherish
Shall vanish in that hour.
But though in death they make
The deepest grave our cover,
When there our sleep is over,
Our God will us awake.

6. What though I here must suffer
Distress and trials sore,
I merit ways still rougher;
And yet there is in store
For me eternal bliss,
Yea, pleasures without measure,
Since Christ is now my treasure,
And shall be evermore.


Version Two:

1. From God shall naught divide me,
For He is true for aye,
And on my path will guide me,
Who else should often stray;
His ever-bounteous hand
By night and day is heedful,
And gives me what is needful,
Where’er I go or stand.

2. When man’s help and affection
Shall unavailing prove,
God grants me His protection,
And proves His power and love;
He helps me in my need,
Delivers me from evil,
From sin, and death, and Devil,
He is my Friend indeed.

3. If sorrow comes, He sent it,
In Him I put my trust;
I never shall repent it,
For He is true and just,
And endeth every ill;
My life and soul I render
To God, my strong Defender,
Let Him do as He will.

4. Whate’er shall be His pleasure
Is surely best for me;
He gave His dearest Treasure,
That our weak hearts may see
How good His will toward us;
And in His Son He gave us
Whate’er could bless and save us;
Praise Him who loveth thus!

5. O praise Him, for He never
Forgets our daily need;
O blest the hour whenever
Our thoughts to Him can speed;
Yea, all the time we spend
Without Him is but wasted,
Till we His joy have tasted,
The joy that hath no end.

6. The world away is passing
With all its pomp and pride,
All we have been amassing
No longer may abide:
But in our earthly bed,
When safely we are sleeping,
God hath us in His keeping,
To wake us from the dead.

7. Our soul shall never perish,
But in yon paradise
The joys of heaven shall cherish;
Our body shall arise
Pure, holy, new-born, free
From every sin and evil;
The tempting of the Devil
We then no more shall see.

8. Then, though on earth I suffer
Much trial, well I know
I merit ways still rougher,
And ’tis to heaven I go:
For Christ I know and love,
To Him I now am hasting,
And gladness everlasting
With Him my heart shall prove.

9. Such is His will that made us,
The Father seeks our good;
The Son hath grace to rid us,
Who saved us by His blood;
His Spirit rules our ways,
Through faith in our abiding,
To heaven our footsteps guiding;
To Him be thanks and praise!


Version Three:

1. From God shall nought divide me,
For He is true alway,
And on my path will guide me,
Where else I oft should stray.
His ever-bounteous hand
At morn and eve is heedful
To give me what is needful
Where’er I go or stand.

2. If sorrow comes, He sent it,
In Him I put my trust ;
I never shall repent it,
For He is true and just,
And loves to bless us still.
My life and soul, I owe them
To Him who doth bestow them ;
Let Him do as He will.

3. Whate’er may be His pleasure
Is surely best for me ;
He gave His dearest treasure
That our weak hearts might see
How good His will toward us,
And in His Son He gave us
Whate’er could bless and save us :
Praise Him who loveth thus!

4. Yes, praise Him, for He never
His needful help denies ;
Ah happy hour, whenever
To Him our thoughts can rise !
For all the time we spend
Without Him is but wasted,
Mere loss till we have tasted
His joy that cannot end.

5. The world around is passing
With all its pomp and pride ;
What men are here amassing
Can never long abide ;
We die and it is gone.
But fear not, Christian sleeper,
God is our mighty Keeper,
And we shall wake anon.

6. Then though on earth I suffer
Much trial, well I know
I merit ways still rougher,
And ’tis to heaven I go,
For Christ I know and love ;
And every step leads thither,
Where, safe from blasts that wither,
Joy dwells with Him above.

7. For ’tis our Father made us,
And wills our good alone ;
The Son hath died to save us
And make God’s goodness known ;
The Spirit rules our ways,
And dwells through faith within us,
To God and Heaven to win us;
To Him be thanks and praise!