1. My Lord, how full of sweet content;
I pass my years of banishment!
Where’er I dwell, I dwell with Thee,
In Heaven, in earth, or on the sea.
2. To me remains nor place nor time;
My country is in every clime;
I can be calm and free from care
On any shore, since God is there.
3. While place we seek, or place we shun
The soul finds happiness in none;
But with a God to guide our way,
’Tis equal joy, to go or stay.
4. Could I be cast where Thou are not,
That were indeed a dreadful lot:
But regions none remote I call,
Secure of finding God in all.
Source: The Cyber Hymnal #4430
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|The Cyber Hymnal #4430||My Lord, How Full of Sweet Content||My Lord, how full of sweet content||HAMBURG||Madame de la Mothe Guyon; William Cowper||LM||<cite>Poésies et Cantiques Spirituels</cite>, 1722; translation in his posthumous <cite>Poems</cite>, 1801.\|