My God is not a distant God
Nor one that’s hard to understand
He goes with me along life’s road
And holds my hand

And steadies me when roads are rough
And helps when hills are hard to climb
And when the going’s extra tough
I cling to him

My Christ is not a cruel Christ
Patient and kind and true is he
He made me, through Him I exist
He died for me

He hears each faint prayer I repeat
He knows the very thoughts I think
He gives His flesh to me to eat
His blood to drink

My God is not a cruel God
He smiles on each good deed I do
He only frowns on sin and fraud
My lover true.