4 It is the Lord — enthron'd in light,
Whose claims are all divine;
who has an undisputed right
To govern me and mine.
5 It is the Lord — should I distrust,
Or contradict his will?
Who cannot do but what is just,
And must be righteous still.
6 It is the Lord — who gives me all
My wealth, my friends, my ease;
And of his bounties may recall
Whatever part he please.
7 It is the Lord — who can sustain
Beneath the heaviest load,
From whom assistance I obtain
To tread the thorny road.
8 It is the Lord — whose matchless skill
Can from afflictions raise
Matter, eternity to fill
With ever-growing praise.
9 It is the Lord — my cov'nant God,
Thrice blessed be his name!
Whose gracious promise, seal'd with blood,
Must ever be the same.
10 His cov'nant will my soul defend,
Should nature's self expire:
And the great Judge of all descend
In awful flames of fire.
11 And can my soul with hopes like these,
Be sullen, or repine?
No, gracious God, take what thou please,
I'll cheerfully resign.
Source: The Psalms of David: with hymns and spiritual songs: also, the catechism, confession of faith, and liturgy of the Reformed Church in the Netherlands #H49.II