Verse 1
Far off we need not rove,
To find the God of love,
In his Providential care
Ever intimately near:
All his various works declare,
God, the bounteous God, is here!
Verse 2
We live, and move, and are
Thro’ his preserving care:
He doth still in life maintain
Every soul that moves and lives:
Gives us back our breath again,
Being every moment gives.
Verse 3
Who live, O God, in Thee,
Entirely thine should be:
Thine we are, an heaven-born race,
Only to thy glory move,
Thee with all our powers we praise,
Thee with all our being love.