Hymn 441
My God, I thank thee, who hast made

1 My God, I thank thee, who hast made The earth so bright; So full of splendor and of joy, Beauty and light; So many glorious things are here, Noble and right. 2 I thank thee, Lord, that thou hast made Joy to abound; (made So many gentle thoughts and deeds Circling us round, That in the darkest spot of earth Some love is found. 3 I thank thee, too, that all our joy Is touched with pain, That shadows fall on brightest hours, That thorns remain; So that earth's bliss may be our guide, And not our chain. 4 For Thou, who knowest, Lord how soon, Our weak heart clings. Hast given us joys, tender and true yet all with wings, So that we see, gleaming on high, Diviner things. 5 I thank thee, Lord, that here our souls, Though amply blest, Can never find, although they seek, A perfect rest, Nor ever shall, until they lean On Jesus' breast.

Hymn 441 THE PCN New Haven, Enugu