
Psalms_89-1-2: I will sing of the mercies of the LORD for ever: with my mouth will I make known thy faithfulness to all generations
When all Thy mercies, O my
God,
My rising soul surveys,
Transported with th view, I’m lost
In wonder, love and praise.
Unnumbered comforts on my
Thy tender care bestowed,
Before my infant heart conceived,
From whom these comforts flowed.
When in the slippery paths of youth
With heedless steps I ran,
Thine arm, unseen, conveyed me safe,
And led me up to man.
Through hidden dangers, toils, and deaths,
It gently cleared my way,
And through the pleasing snares of vice,
More to be feared than they.
When worn with sickness oft hast Thou
With health renewed my face,
And when in sins and sorrows sunk,
Revived my soul with grace.
Ten thousand thousand
Mv daily thanks employ;
Nor is the least a cheerful heart
That tastes those gifts with joy.
Through every period of my life
Thy goodness I’ll pursue;
And after death, in distant worlds,
The glorious theme renew.
Through all eternity to Thee
A joyful song I’ll raise;
If But oh, eternity’s too short
To utter all Thy praise.
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