Yes, for me, for me He careth, With a brother's tender care; Yes, with me, with me He shareth Every burden, every fear.
Thus I wait . . for His returning, Singing all . . the way to heaven ; Such the joy - - ful song of morning, Such the tran - - quil song of even.
2. Yes, for me He standeth pleading At the mercy-seat above, Ever for me interceding, Constant in untiring love.
3. Yea, in me abroad He sheddeth Joys unearthly, love, and light ; And to cover me He spreadeth His paternal wing of might.
4. Yes, in me, in me He dwelleth ; I in Him, and He in me; And my empty soul He filleth Here and through eternity.