My heart thanks Thee, my song exults in Thee,
My faith is joyful in Thee!
In the Heaven that my eyes shall someday see,
Thou, Saviour, livest for me.

Thou hast seen this vale of tears
In which I am a pilgrim;
There, where Thou now sittest enthroned,
To there the paths of the pilgrim lead.

Upon earth, Thou, too, wast tried
By sorrow, fear, and woe;
Oh comfort, when I, sunk in fear,
Pass through hard trials!

I know, full of pity Thou inclinest Thyself
To the pain of Thy brethren;
If everything were unfeeling against me,
Never would Thy godly heart be so.

Lord, nowhere would I find a love
Like Thine, neither near nor far.
Thou lovest unto death; oh grant
That I learn to believe it rightly.

Love's incredible power,--
For whom has it so faithfully accomplished
The battle with this world and death?--
For me; now I can become free.

I fear nothing, as long as I
Find peace in Thy grace;
Thy Spirit calls out to my heart:
Lo, you are God's child!

If tribulation then breaks over me,
I comfort myself with Thee
And say: I am not alone,
The Father is with me.

What I still struggle with, opens for me
The way to the heavenly realm;
First Thou makest me like Thee in struggle
And then [like Thee] in victory.

Someday, in putting on my shroud,
I shall divest myself of all misery;
My adornment shall be Thy glory,
My place my Father's house;

My company shall be the entire Heavenly host,
Bliss shall be what I feel,
My daily work shall be to bring Thee
Praise and honour eternally.