O for a Heart Prepared to Sing

O for a heart pre­pared to sing

To God

my Sav­ior

and my king;

While with His saints I join to tell

My Je­sus has done all things well.

All worlds His glo­ri­ous power con­fess;

His wis­dom all His works ex­press;

But O His love what tongue can tell!

My Je­sus has done all things well.

How sov­er­eign

won­der­ful and free

Is all His love to sin­ful me!

He plucked me as a brand from hell:

My Je­sus has done all things well.

I spurned His grace

I broke His laws

And yet He un­der­took my cause

To save me

though I did re­bel:

My Je­sus has done all things well.

And since my soul has known His love

What mer­cies has He made me prove!

Mercies which all my praise ex­cel

My Je­sus has done all things well.

Whene’er my Sav­ior and my God

Has on me laid His gen­tle rod

I know

in all that has be­fell

My Je­sus has done all things well.

Tho’ oft a fie­ry

flam­ing dart

The tempt­er lev­els at my heart

With this I all his rage re­pel

My Je­sus has done all things well.

Sometimes He’s pleased His face to hide

To make me pray

or kill my pride;

Yet I am helped on this to dwell:

My Je­sus has done all things well.

Soon shall I pass the vale of death

And

in His arms

shall lose my breath;

Yet then my hap­py soul shall tell

My Je­sus has done all things well.

And

when to that bright world I rise

And join the an­thems in the skies

Above the rest this note shall swell:

My Je­sus has done all things well.