Hymn number 528

O LORD, I would delight in Thee,
And on Thy care depend;
To Thee in every trouble flee,
My best, my only Friend.

2

When all created streams are dried,
Thy fulness is the same;
May I with this be satisfied,
And glory in Thy name!

3

O that I had a stronger faith,
To look within the veil;
To credit what my Saviour saith,
Whose word can never fail!

4

He Who has made my Heaven secure,
Will here all good provide;
While Christ is rich, can I be poor?
What can I want beside?

5

O Lord! I cast my care on Thee,
I triumph and adore:
Henceforth my great concern shall be
To love and please Thee more.