1. Strong are the walls around me,
  That hold me all the day;
  But they who thus have bound me,
  Cannot keep God away:
  My very dungeon walls are dear,
  Because the God I love is here.
2. They know, who thus oppress me,
  'Tis hard to be alone;
  But know not One can bless me,
  Who comes through bars and stone;
  He makes my dungeon's darkness bright,
  And fills my bosom with delight.
3. Thy love, O God, restores me
  From sighs and tears to praise;
  And deep my soul adores Thee,
  Nor thinks of time or place;
  I ask no more, in good or ill,
  But union with Thy holy will.
4. 'Tis that which make me treasure,
  'Tis that which brings me gain;
  Converting woe to pleasure,
  And reaping joy from pain.
  Oh, 'tis enough, whate'er befall,
  To know that God is All in all.