God shall my comfort be, my consolation; kept by his love I see no condemnation. I face without dismay that final judgment day, for wrath is turned away: he is salvation. All thanks to God belong, praise past expressing, salvation, strength and song in him possessing. Though all seems dead and dry no fear of want have I; the wells of life supply his joy and blessing. Sing then what God has done, all songs excelling, he gave his only Son, death's dread dispelling. Let all the earth proclaim his praise who overcame; the greatness of his Name for ever telling.