1.O Thou in whose presence my soul takes delight,On whom in affliction I call,My comfort by day and my song in the night,My hope, my salvation, my all!2.His voice, as the sound of the dulcimer sweet,Is heard through the shadows of death;The cedars of Lebanon bow at His feet,The air is perfumed with His breath.3.His lips, as a fountain of righteousness flow,To water the gardens of grace;From which their salvation the Gentiles shall know,And bask in the smiles of His face.4.He looks, and ten thousands of angels rejoice,And myriads wait for His word;He speaks, and eternity, filled with His voice,Re-echoes the praise of the Lord.